The Moving Picture World (November 1907)

& THE MOVING HCTURE WORLD. Ill and confine ourselves exclusively to BIH WIS \fm We are not hampered by the endless amount of detail that is experienced by others who sell ma- chines, outfits; supplies, etc., operate vaudeville and five cent theatres and do a little of everything else connected with the line. That's only one reason why we can furnish such D We are pioneers in the business and have in ser- vice from one to several of every desirable subject in both Films and Song Slides that have been pro- duced, and yet, without the use of either large advertising space or circus talk, we have most of the time had all the customers we could supply and sometimes have many on our waiting list. The quality of our service does our advertising. We are increasing our facilities and it811 Bill iUUi-rfllitPllfl} If you need a machine we can tell you where to get the right one at the right price, but, we want to furnish your films and slides. You, prefer a specialist in medicine or in law, eo let us show you what a specialist can do for the bank account of a five cent theatre. Writ© C~33 VG? ;G7o 'THEATRI Room E'FIOJB SERVICE ®&Z!Pl 128, 85 dearborn St., Chicago his meal in a squalidly furnished garret apartment, is unceremoniously bundled op with organ and umbrella and is sent out by his athletic wife. Walking down- the street, he comes to the tavern, handing his means of a liveli- hood to thetavern keeper, sits down coo- fortably at one of the tables and is sent; with a drink. Presently a friend appears, whom he hails, and the two step into ft: interior of the building, leaving the um- brella outside. As soon as the owner is out of sigh the umbrella opens up and flies awaj. Then follow a series of comical adven- tures in which the umbrella acts in the leading role. The organ grinder, returning to his tabk misses his umbrella and goes off in scan: of it Meeting a woman vvith a basket« her arm he- accosts her to make inquire about his loss. While the two are ceo versing the- umbrella comes to earth ni attaches to itself some of the contents ci her basket, after which act it flies away Missing her property, she accuses the pooi man with both mouth and fists. Making his escape, he comes to a the* ter, before which he stops to read the at- tractions. His umbrella in the air folio* him,-swoops down on the billboard fro: which it attaches itself to a theatric: poster. Our poor man now meets a nursemf and baby. Stopping to converse with ft maid, the umbrella alights on the bat; carriage, from which it extracts the bab and flies away. The maid, discovering & loss. of her charge, accuses him of th theft, upon which scene an officer appca: and leads both to headquarters. Then while being examined, the umbrella, trail ing the baby and miscellaneous plunder,! seen flying past the window—this bettj circumstantial evidence of his innocenct he is freed. He now makes his way to the taveti There he redeems his grinder and got . home. Arriving there he finds that hi umbrella with its loot has preceded hk The poor man is given a warm recepria by his wife, first for coming home pens less, and secondly for going out of his vn; as the tell-tale umbrella gave him awaj The series of views closes with a shoal showing the poor man receiving his de- serts at the hands of his athletic wife, an the umbrella looking down from its hang ing place on the wall, mysteriously ope up and changes its surface to a grinmi and grimacing moon face. A rollicking, riotous, rural rackt is the Biograph call their latest film, "Ub* the Old Apple Tree." The tree has ever been a salient in this planet's affairs, as the history the world began in the shade of the 0- Apple Tree" in the Garden of Eden. u» there was the "Charter Oak," the "Chen Tree" which was felled by the swoop 5; George's little hatchet, and the "Faifc Tree" that we so dearly love to chc Hence the Biograph has taken the app tree as the columella of its latest film storj and it has certainly borne fruit, for ■ tree appears to be as cabalistic as ti haunted olive tree, under which Bocaec met the fair Fiametta. , ■ Old farmer Brown is a widower * two children—a pretty daughter and hobbledehoy of a boy. The daughter p a sweetheart, who is every inch a saii« we know he is a sailor, "for he wears sailor hat," Papa objects to the tore, invasion, and as he leaves for a visa 1