Motion Picture Magazine (Mar-Jul 1918)

I ■ Stetson kept the sun out of his smiling eyes * * * The arena director announced that Mr. Fairbanks would bust the only untamed horse in the world 1 * * * Gee, it looked like a 23d Street car-horse * * * It didn't buck a buck, tho Doug yipped and beat it with his sombrero * * * The only bucks on it were those the bleacher boys put up on Douglas * * * They thought he'd win the prize for breaking buckinghorses. You cant keep a good man down, tho * * * Mr Fairbanks showed them, he did * * * His keeper threw glass balls up in the air one at a time and Doug hit five out of six with his little sharpshooter * * * Then he introduced : "You're a better man than I, Gunga Din" * * * That was Hopkins, champion of the world * * * He hit every ball thrown up * * * Yes, they threw two at a time after that * * * He hit so fast it sounded like a Ford wakin' up. Mrs. Douglas Fairbanks is a sensible, plump little woman * * * She worked with the Red Cross girls * * * Everybody likes her because she treats 'em all alike * * * Ruth Roland was in her party * * * A bunch of little red curls peeped out over each of Ruth's ears and defied the Red Cross veil to hide 'em * * * Helen Eddy was right with her, too * * * Daisy Robinson, who supported Julian Eltinge, and who's the sister of Mrs. Jim Kirkwood, you know * * * Well, Daisy was there in a blue serge coat suit * * * The coat had a blue cape lined with red silk and a red silk hood * * * And Joe Jefferson is never very far away from Daisy * * * He's so wide-awake to her charms that you wouldn't think he could play Rip Van Winkle. The funniest thing was the cock-fight * * * Tote Du Crow was garbed like Chanticleer * * * Three movie girls came out in chicken feathers * * * Just looked like Easter chicks * * * They brought him a big egg * * * He pecked at it with his bill and out hopped a game rooster * * * Tote and the rooster pulled off the cock-fight * * * After the first round they were fanned with Turkish towels * * * Then they went at it again, till the game rooster hopped hard on Tote and killed him * * * They had to pry the game-cock's spurs out of Tote's feathers * * * Ten thousand Red Cross boosters laughing at two roosters sounded kinda — jolly. But they had other laughs handed to them * * * Every time the boys tried to rope steers, the beasts charged into the audience and the camera-men nearly got knocked off their feet a lot of times * * * One camera-man stuck right to his post by the band-stand, and when the steer approached, the bass-drummer let out a roll that made the horned quadruped leap into the air * * * It was one of the funniest things in the whole show * * * But it saved the film every time. Of course, there was beautiful lasso work * * * Roping six riders in one throw seemed like tyin' a bundle round Christmas-time * * * An' cowboys an' cowgirls danced the quadrille on horse-back * * * Maybe that wasn't pretty * * * Every little while the bands would strike up "America" * * * Then you'd hear them all cheer * * * Or when they sang "Over There" thru megaphones. Then Douglas Fairbanks rode around again on his pinto * * :' He had a whopper megaphone with his name in silver letters on it * * * Thru it he yelled : "We made almost fifteen thousand dollars for the Red Cross, folks !" * * * An' everybody forgot all about the rodeo and saw the ambulances instead of the prairie-wagon and the ponyexpress * * * An' the doctors instead of the steer-ropers * * * An' the women took out their handkerchiefs and the men took off their hats and yelled '* * * They wanted to cry, too, but they were men. Some of them had given their sons for Democracy * * * Some of them were going to give themselves for it * * * And everybody there had come to do a little bit * * * Then there was a shout, "Three cheers for Douglas Fairbanks !" * * * An' he got 'em, you bet. Mr. Fairbanks wrote in "Laugh and Live" : "The mere possession of energy and enthusiasm makes us feel like laughing!" * * * An' everybody was just beginning to feel solemn when he let out j a "Yee-up !" * " * * An' did a stunt , * * * So they all laughed as they always laugh at "The Champion Smiler." The bands played "The Star Spangled I Banner" * * * An' we all rose, an' the men took off their hats * * * The sailor-boys stood at attention * * * The Red Cross girls bowed their heads as if they were getting a benediction * * * It's a pity the East couldn't see a scene like that * * * Back there, snow, ice and blizzards * * * People suffering without coal * * * Here in Washington Park — sure the name was appropriate for a Red Cross benefit — we had warm weather, coatless riders * * * The women did not need warm wraps even * * * An' the flower-girls walked about selling pretty posies of red \ and white carnations tied with tri-col | ored ribbons * * * White for the purity of our National ideals * * * Red for the blood that is shed in maintaining those ideals. The programs they sold had a poem by Will S. Gridley * * * This is how it runs : A dying soldier, crazed with pain, Sent up the piteous cry: "Oh, Mother, come ; kiss me once more — Just once before I die !" A Red Cross angel bent over his cot, As she was passing by; "Mother is here," she said, and kist his lips — And Heaven forgave the lie ! An' the very last scene was a grouppicture of the sailor-lads and Red Cross girlies, in which every big star twinkled * * * We're proud, first, of the stars in our flag * * * But we're proud, also, of the stars in the Douglas Fairbanks' rodeo. The Blessings of Internment This is Louise Huff's latest story about the Southern darkies. Two ladies of color met on the street of a town in Georgia, and, after passing the time of day, Mandy said to her friend, "You know, honey, me and mah man aint had no fights for more'n two years. Aint that sumpthin gran'?" To which the other replied, in a somewhat matter-of-fact way, "I'se fixed de same way. Mah man was sent up for life, too." CM°L'°!ie!£UR| Beautiful Printing by New Methods The universal demand for improvement in printing has caused a radical departure from old methods. 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