Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb 1914 - Sep 1916 (assorted issues))

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THE WAY OF A WOMAN 93 recalled her. ' ' Some one is coming, ' ' he said ; ' ' they 're going to lynch me — and you'll be safe — you'll be safe — thank God — safe from. me. ' ' The girl sprang to the door. A party of men were advancing — brawny sons of the wood sent by her mother on a searchingparty when her daughter failed to materialize at the station. One of the men shouted and waved his arms, and instantly the posse scattered behind trees and rocks. Pierre, no doubt, had forced the girl to come out as a decoy. His rifle even then was covering them. The girl took a step forward in the bright morning sunshine. 4 'Go back!" she cried, ' ' go back and say I 'm safe. We were on our way to be married when Pierre broke his leg." There was a rush of flourishing arms and legs, a volley of shouts, and the crowd surrounded her. She eyed the impromptu reception coldly and promptly dismissed them. Inside the hut, she gathered Pierre into her arms again and met his ques THE SEARCHING-PARTY tioning, startled eyes with a sudden mist in her own. " Didn't you know, Cave Man," she crooned over him; "didn't vou know?" Their Mission By STEWART EVERETT ROWE mong the wondrous things mankind has wrought. That make for uplift and for purpose fine. The Motion Pictures are a priceless mine From which each day the jeweled gems are brought And all of them with precious worth are fraught, Because they tell us how the world does move — They picture every line and every groove Upon the field where life's strange fight is fought. To scan them calmly, fairly, is their due From all the world, because they've come to stay, To tell their story to peoples who Will be on earth when we are only clay ; Their story of life's struggle thru and thru — Yes, that's the mission of the Ticture Play.