Motion Picture Magazine (Aug 1921-Jan 1922)

CeM°^^u'^ and that he could not speak. In the senior year, T'Su's uncle came to America that he might observe for himself what Western culture (which he had not approved) had done for his nephew. Wung was very much of the old traditions. The West grated upon him like sand on a sensitive, protected skin. He felt as tho he moved perpetually in the glare of a barbarian sun. He felt continuously affronted. He felt personally affronted and not a little bit alarmed when, upon the evening of his arrival in Xew Haven, he came upon Prince Shih shooting craps with a practised hand, in his very Western room. It seemed to Wung to make a definite line of demarcation between himself and what he • represented and Shih, and what, amazingly, he had come to represent. It made, also, a very definite line of demarcation between Shih and the daughter of the mandarin, in whose case. Wung was reluctantly obliged to admit to his secret self, the years had not been kind. He masked, however, what he could, of his shrinking from the Americanization of Shih. He talked of return and of the many and important duties that would befall the remaining scion of the venerable house of Shih. And somewhat to his relief he found Shih affable to suggestion. He told his uncle he was quite ready to accompany him on the long trip back to the land of his ancestors. Professed an eagerness for it which did not deceive Wung in the very least. He knew whither Shih's thoughts were leading him, whither thev were calling him ; down a crooked, dainty path to where, beneath a tree of heaven, waited the daughter of the humble gardener, now gathered to his still humbler ancestors. And knowing, Wung smiled none the less, a still and cryptic smile. Shih Was it in Shih's mind that he had been there, too, when the woman made little Yin ready for the infamy? Painting her cheeks that needed no paint, being, he knew, purer than a waxen lily, now . . . Tinting her lips, the softness of which made charming rebuke to the cosmetics. Wung waited thought the long etched lines of an ineffable resignation more marked than ever on his uncle's face, had waited and What had he done with his waiting? For an instant, looking at him there, in the same room where the warming talk of the one woman had so often taken place, Shih felt an instant's premonitory fear, then he WHERE THE LIGHTS ARE LOW Fictionized, by permission from the Robertson-Cole production, based on the story by/ Lloyd Osborne. Directed by Colin Campbell and starring Sessue Hayakawa. The cast : T'Su Wong Shih Sessue Hayakawa Chang Bong Lo Togo Yamamato Tuang Fang Goro Kino Quan Yin '. Gloria Pay ton Lang Shu Ban Kiyoshi Satan Chung Wo Ho Ku , Misao Seki Wung i Tayo Frej iti "Spud" Malone Jay Eaton Sergeant McConigle Harry Holland laughed it away. After all, what could Wung do to little Yin ? And why should he do anything, forsooth ? Was Shih gone so far that he would, even in his thoughts accuse his venerable and surely honorable uncle of a misdeed foul to the house of Shih? Still, Shih knew to what ends his house would go that the mandates of his honorable ancestors might be fulfilled. Wung stayed, dazed and. more or less, incredulous, for the finals at Yale. If he were pleased to see the popularity accorded Shih, it was more than outweighed by his horror of the thorogoing Occidentalism of the same Shih. It seemed incredible to Wung that one of the house of Shih could be Chicago-ing with a blondined lady whose bosom showed so many inches above her bodice it would be immodest for Wung, even at his age, to conjecture. The whole scheme of things was incredible. Wung found himself doubting, for the fir.-t time. the. hitherto unassailable wisdom of the elder Shih. Still, it was patent that no one of the Occidental maidens had stolen the heart of the Prince. His eager readiness to set out for San Francisco 51 PA/S f