Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

Record Details:

Title:
Motion Picture Story Magazine
Date:
Feb-Jul 1911
Publisher:
The Motion Picture Story Publishing Co.
Volume:
The Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)
Leaf #:
000119
Language:
English
Collection:
Fan Magazines, Early Cinema, and Hollywood Studio System
Format:
Periodicals
Contributor:
Library of Congress, MBRS, Moving Image Section
Sponsor:
Library of Congress, Motion Picture, Broadcasting and Recorded Sound Division
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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MY PRAIRIE FLOWER 109 and by the time the meal was over he was so thoroly in their good graces that Jim Langdon decided that he should have a drink from his flask to farther the cementation of friendship. For a moment Bob clntched eagerly at the flask. Beyond the "tapering off" drinks on the morning of his departure, the watchful Jenkins had seen that there was no opportunity to obtain whiskey. Now, the very odor of the raw liquid fired his blood, and he greedily raised the flask to his lips. He stopped and put it from him. He knew what the result would be, and he could picture the look of grieved surprise in Flora's face when she saw him intoxicated. "I'm much obliged/' he said simply, "but it's 'bad medicine' for me, old man/' "You mean you're too good for this crowd ? You don't want to drink with us?" came the truculent demand. "Not at all," pleaded Bob. "It's merely that whiskey doesn't agree with me — or agrees with me too well. Have it either way." "You take a drink!" Langdon offered the bottle with one hand and in the other he presented his revolver. He had had two drinks, which was just enough to stir up trouble. "I have no gun and I wouldn't use one if I had," cried Bob, hotly. "I tell you I don't want to drink because it's not good for me and you offer to shoot. I fight with my fists, man fashion. If vou want to try that way come outside." "That's the way to talk." Bud Hendrie sprang to Bob's side and laid an approving hand on his shoulder. "You're some fighter, Jim. Make good." Nothing loath, Langdon slipped off holster and cartridge belt, and let them tie the boxing gloves on his hands. Bob had expected bare fists and was LANGDON FELL HEAVILY TO THE GROUND.