Boy's Cinema (1930-31)

I Every Tuesday " So you gave me the works, huh ? he muttered vaguely. t| "Yes, Nick," she moaned, "I di But I—I didn't think it would be for anything like this. I've always bcl a little coward. Oh, Nick, could yo' forgive me?" And all at once she was racked with a fit of sobbing. Nick drew back and made a gesture with his hand. "That's all right, Irene," he said in a toneless voice. " I've always been a sap with women. Come on, Black, Icfs The trial was over, and Nick was about to take a train journey—up the river at the Stale's expe;>se. A little party of friends and reporters were gathered to sec him off, and as ho was moving towards the steps of one oi the railroad cars Nick perceived a black, shiny face amidst the group. The faithful Snake Eyes came for- ward, carrying the cage that contain<?,l Nick's favourite canary bird, Blondic. Nick glanced at the detective to whom he was liandonfTod. " Are you sure I can't take her along with :nc '!" he asked. "Not a chance," was the answer. " No blondes where you're going, Nick." " Well, I got a rabbit's foot hca.h, boss," suggested Snake Eyes; but Nick shook his head. "Nothing doing." he stated. "\'o') pave mo one of those once before. Hero's the way to bring me luck. Snake Eyes." And he rubbed his palm over the negro's woolly pate. He was moving on when he saw the figure of a girl near by, and once again he paupcd. "Hallo. Marie I" he called. The girl drew near him. "I suppose I should be glad you're going up. Nick," she said with a catch in her voice, "after the way you treated mo But I'm not. I came down hero to laugh in your face, and—I can't!" A sob broke from her. ""Vou're a swell guy—and I dosorvad what I got!" "Oh. that's all right, Marie," Nick told her. "I'm sorry the way every- tiling tiu'ned out between us. Here "— pushing some money into her hand— "buy yourself a box of candy. Vou know, I can't cat it—it gets in my teeth." Ho laugliod whimsically, and was laughing still when the cry of "All ;ihoard!" went up. "Any final statement. Nick?" a re porter shouted, as the gambler and his escort climbed into the car. "Sure." was the answer. "You tell my public I've put close clippers on n lot of other fellows, and now I'm goiir to find out what it's like myself. Say. I wonder how I'll look with that monkey hair-cut they give you up there." There was a general laugh, and then a photographer pushed his way to the fore. "Hey, Nick," he suggested, "Ymw about a picture ?" "All right. .Just a minute. I'll t<l! you when." The littlo barber straight- ened his tie. "Go ahead." The camera clicked, and the detectiv.' who was to escort Nick to the peni- tentiary tugged his prisoner's sleeve. "So long, Nick," called a Press mat;. "See you in seven years." Nick turned half-round as he was (limbing tho steps of the Pullman. "Seven years?" ho grinned. "I'll bet you two-to-ono I'm out in five!" (By permission of Warner Bros. Pic- tures, Ltd., starring Edward G. Robin son and Evelyn Knapp.) BOY'S CINEMA 27 LAST RIDE." (Continued fromlpase 20.) ♦ ♦ one of Brady's colleagues from the station. A nod from the boy, and quickly brushing away the tears that dimmed her eyes, the girl flew to him and almost flung herself into the haven of his arme. "Oh, Roy, dear, to think you escaped those brutes. But how—hbw "A darhed near thing, missy." Brady shrugged his shoulders expressively. "If I hadn't thought to have this place watched to-night Matter Roy would have got his as sure as eggs are eggs. But I had a feeling he'd be wanting me this evening—wo were working together in this little stunt of his, as I believe you know—so I came along with a car load of the lads. And we struck lucky. Out came the kid with those killers, and we soon nabbed the lot. Got the dope on them proper then, and on Piccardi, too. Safe to shoot the brute when he was threatening the woman." But Roy and Doris were paying him no heed, for they were clasped in each other's arms, gazing rapturously into each other's eyes. Brady grunted dis- gustedly as he became aware of their inattention, and his colleague chuckled. Then the wizen-faced little detective touched the boy's arm. With a start Roy swung round and blushed as he saw Brady grinning at him. Then the detective jerked a thumb imperatively towards the door. "Best be getting along, Roy," he mentioned. "This is no place for that girl—revenge has been exacted, and there's that story to do for your paper. The smashing of Piccardi and his gang, like you told me you hoped to do. Gee, kid, it'll make fine reading, huh?" Roy nodded, and with his arm about Doris' waist he led the girl from the room, followed by tlie heartrending sobs of Lita Alvaro as she mourned over the dead body of Piccardi, whose reign of brutality and terror had at last been crushed. (By permission of Universal Pictures, Ltd., starring Dorothy Revler. Charles Morton and Tom Santschi.) (Continueii from page 2.) Noah Beery as Host. When Noah Beery is not at work at the studio he is usually to be found play- ing the genial host at his Paradise Mountain Trout Resort. There he dons old corduroy trousers, a flannel shirt and a Stetson hat, and is then ready to welcome his friends. He is always glad to have them call, and extends them the glad hand, a cheery smile. In his latest picture, "The Millionaire," to be released later on, you will once again see him playing the "bad man." Tom Tyler's First Film Lessons. Among cowboy heroes Tom Tyler still has after a number of years a good following among picturegoers, and there are many of you who will by now have seen him in his recent release, "West of Cheyenne." It may not be generally known th.it this popular actor once tried to learn film acting through the post. Tom Tyler was in his teens when this curious idea possessed him. He had seen advertised in some magazine that for quite a modest payment each week he would receive a correspondence course. All he had to do then was to study the lessons at home in front of his own mirror, after which he w^ould be sent a certificate of proficiency, and then film fame would be his for the asking. Well, it seemed easy and tempting enough, and for weeks Tom saved up and bouglit the lessons. But neither what he learnt nor the certificate which duly arrived helped him a bit. Cast- ing directors placed no value on tho instruction ho had gained in this way, anJ for three years he tried studio after studio without getting even a bit in a crowd. Then one day Tom Tyler's persever- ance secured him a beginning. He was asked to make up as a Red Indian chief. So in paint and feathers he appeared before the camera, and years later attained his ambition of being famous in fiims. But ho smiles now when he thinks of what he expected to gain through tliose correspondence lessons in acting. FILM NOVELS YOU SHOULD HOT MISS! "SALLY IN OOR ALLEV." The enthralhng drama of a girl who was the liie and soul o( an East End coffee-shop, and of a lover who wished her to think he was dead, because he had been badly iniured in the War. A tale of mean streets, but very human beings. " THE FLOOD." Not caring whether she lived or died, a girl is rescued irom a threatened flood by a young engineer. Happiness results until the first man comes back to haunt her lite. Then the waters burst through the banks, and—— A gripping drama, starring Monte Blue and Eleanor Boardman. " THE SPELL OF THE CIRCUS EPISODE 1. Intiigae, mt'tery and romance beneath the t tops. A yivif and gripping drama of the sa, ring, starriPg Francis X. Bushman, Alberta Vaughn Don't