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as eighty individual films but only that I am trying to avoid too many tedious details.
Indeed, I am only stopping here to mention one little effort which is probably unique even to the present day as it certainly was in its own time when it was said; 'the Cinematograph has been used to burlesque a popular application of itself.' The Warwick Trading Company under Charles Urban, building up its own excellent series of films, began to include microscope subjects under the tide of The Unseen World, The Urban-Duncan Micro-Bioscope. So we produced a burlesque called The Unclean World, The Suburban-Bunkum Microbe-Guyoscope, in which were shown, among other things, a number of horrible-looking beedes crawling about in the circular field of a microscope, and they continue to thrill the spectator until a couple of human hands come into view to wind up the animals, now obviously clock-work.
Still resisting the temptation to stop and comment upon the procession of films as they pass in memory before me, I come to one (No. 612) which I think should be mentioned as it points to our occasional allusions to the questions of the hour. It is three hundred feet devoted to The Great Servant Question: Tine photography with all the scenes dissolving into one another.' We did not realise that before this book came to be written the whole 'question' would have 'dissolved' and left us with scarcely a memory that it had ever existed.
Some time before the production of Rescued by Rover, we came to a rather important change in our affairs. A. C. Bromhead, as Gaumont in Cecil Court, had been our chief selling agent at the time of the Funeral of Queen Victoria and for some while afterwards, but the time came when I felt that we were too much out of things at Walton and ought to have our own direct representation in London, especially as we had by then several items of apparatus to sell as well as our films. So it seemed natural to drift back to our original hunting ground and we rented a couple of shops in Cecil Court, which, because there were so many of us there, was becoming known as 'Flicker Alley.'
We had a rather disastrous first year which led to the ignominious retreat of the first manager, and a young fellow named C. Parfrey, who had been looking after our accounts there since the beginning, undertook to give more time and pull our affairs straight, which he did very successfully.
My partner, H. V. Lawley, and I, who had all along been the
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