Hollywood (1940)

£M th their Parisian smartness \" GILMORE mnmHi pair worked their way West to San Francisco, with one night shows in mining and lumber camps where acetylene gas supplied their projection lighting. "From San Francisco, we shipped to the Solomon Islands, where we chartered a sailboat and headed for the Cannibal Islands. It was an open boat and I had to be lashed to the deck at nights, when I slept. "It was on this trip I had the narrowest escape of my whole life. We had gone to photograph a tribe of cannibals on the island of Malekula, in the New Hebrides. We had been warned it would be dangerous, but there had been no white men attacked recently and we decided to take the chance. We landed and got along fine with the natives for the first day or so. Then, as we were about to leave, Martin decided we should say goodbye to the chief, both out of courtesy and as a feature for our film. "We climbed the hill to his village and approached to where the chief and a group of his warriors were holding some sort of pow-wow. 'Go up and shake hands with him,' Martin told me, and prepared to take pictures of my bidding goodbye to the savage, a sinister looking old devil with a human bone stuck through his nose. "The chief reached out and took my hand, but when I turned to leave, he would not let go. He grabbed my arm ■with his other hand. He seemed fascinated by my white skin and kept rubbing it, as if to rub away some mysterious white paint. Then he began to feel me all over. "Martin made a move to gain my side but was seized by several natives. I was so terrified I could not speak, and merely looked at Martin in dumb pleading. He tried to wrest away but it was obvious that the cannibals had turned ugly. "I don't know what might have happened. Martin, they probably would have killed and eaten, r probably would have been added to the chief's retinue of wives. It is still too ghastly an experience to think much about. "However, as we stood there, wondering what our fate was to be, a native ran up and began gesticulating excitedly. We looked in the direction in which he From lovely star to smart little extra, the entire cast of Hollywood's fashion -wise sing the praises of PARIS FASHION SHOES. And women know that Hollywood chooses PARIS FASHION SHOES because they have the fine workmanship, beautiful materials and Parisian inspiration that Hollywood demands. Write Dept. P-l for style booklet and name of dealer. WOH L SHOE COMPANY ST. LOUIS, MO. ,to Guaranteed at advertised in Goad Housekeeping pointed and there, to our immense relief, saw an English gunboat slowly making its way toward shore. "Of course, the natives believed the ship was coming in search of us, and, as small boats began to put out from the ship, tha savages let us loose and took to the hills. We ran just as fast toward the beach! "The government official who had coma to our rescue, himself was captured some years afterwards and eaten by the cannibals. I've never liked the looks of a big black pot since!" When they returned to America with their first feature film, Captured By Cannibals, Martin and Osa Johnson immediately were established as the foremost makers of adventure films. For the next several years they cruised the South Seas making other native pictures and then, in 1917, at the promptings of exhibitors who declared the public was tiring of native films and wanted animal pictures, the Johnsons made their first expedition to Borneo where they shot Jungle Adventurers. In 1921, with the release of Trailing African Wild Animals, regarded as the first authentic African film, the Johnsons decided that on "The Dark Continent" lay the most interesting of the unexplored paths for their future expeditions. For the next fifteen years Africa was their real home. They returned to America only for visits every two years upon the completion of a new film. Some of the titles of these jungle epics will stir the memories of adventure loving fans, memories of exciting hours in the theatre watching Simba, Safari, Across The World, Congorilla, Baboona, Wings Over Africa, Jungles Calling, Borneo and many others. It is from the million or more feet of film shots for those past triumphs (several of which grossed over $2,000,000) that Osa has painstakingly picked the dramatic thread of her own story — in I Married Adventure. Scenes of lions killed within a few feet of the camera, rhinoceros charges, angry elephants dropped by Osa's keen marksmanship at the very feet of her husband who kept grinding away his camera in a hundred harrowing episodes. The breath-taking beauty of the great African plains, studded with every kind 47