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THE FILM INDEX
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LIFE PORTRAYALS
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THE TELEPHONE
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 29
A Thrilling Story of the Rescue of a Mother and Her Child from a Fiery Death Through the Happy Expedient and Assistance of the Telephone. Length, 665 Feet.
HELLO! Mr. Graham has gone out to the club for the evening, leaving his wife and child at home. While he is away the family cat jumps on the table and knocks over a lamp which is lit. The flame sets fire to the house, the wife and child have retired for the night and they are not awakened until their rooms are in a blaze.
The wife is frantic with terror, finding all means of escape cut off. She is trying to quiet the fears of her little one when she suddenly thinks of the telephone, calls up the club where her husband is stopping, tells them of the danger and they telephone the fire department, who immediately line out in full force. The engines are rushing through the streets, followed by the fire chief, ambulance and the police reserves. The husband with his club friends, in full dress suits, make their way to the street and join the fire laddies i,n their mission of rescue.
The house is a fiery furnace, flame and smoke pouring from every window. The wife appears at one, waves and cries for assistance. Her husband is held back by strong arms from dashing madly into the burning building. The men at the hose are already at work. One brave fellow scales the ladder which has been raised to the window where the imperilled family are located, the mother passes her child to him and he carries it to safety; again ascending the ladder he plunges through the window and lifts the woman from the floor where she has fallen in a dead faint and carries her down the ladder and places her unharmed in the arms of her husband.
JEAN GOES FORAGING
TUESDAY, OCTOBER 25
A Story of a Summer's Vacation. — How Two Young People Tried to Live in the Open. — Their Adventures and Their Narrow Escape from Starvation Through the Intelligence and Love of Their Dog, Jean.
A YOUNG married couple, desirous of getting next to nature for a few days, outfit themselves with a camping kit and start to rough it in the fields and woods, depending upon their skill in fishing and hunting for their rations. In the beginning this appears to be quite a lark and lots of fun, but as time goes on and they "get up against it," the fish won't bite, the game is nowhere Ln sight, and their provisions run out. They are in a bad way for food. Their bones ache and they are pretty nearly all in.
Here is where they find their faithful dog, Jean, a friend in need. He starts out foraging and soon returns with a fine rabbit, which they cook and find very relishable. He brings them "eats" from all directions and keep them well supplied with the necessaries of life. Jean is always on the job, and the way he finds the stuff is a caution.
Even with Jean's assistance things get worse, and worse, until they give up their exploit Ln despair and disgust and make their way toward home, which they reach completely used up. They order a supply of groceries and things with which to regale themselves and recuperate their lost health and strength, making a declaration never again to wander from their own fireside.
The landscapes shown in this picture are variations of nature that delight the eye and give a general view of the wanderings of these two foolish young adventurers. The intelligence of the collie dog, Jean, displayed, and his wonderful acting make "Jean Goes Foraging" a very extraordinary and individual film.
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