Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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THE RIVAL CANDIDATES. upon it, the hand of his wife, who had also been watching the whole night thru for a glance into the paper. A moment of some embarrassment ensued, then with a dignity quite ludicrous in a man without either collar or shoes to lend grace to his appearance, Winthrop passes the paper to Ellen. She holds it without speaking for a moment, then as if in desperation, standing there in her night robe, she dashes open the paper, reads the great headlines and then, giving a cry of joy, throws herself into her husband's arms. He holds her an instant questioning: "Ellen, what is it? Have you won?" "Won — I?" she cried thru tears of happiness. "No, indeed, I have lost." "Well, then," he said, radiantly, "I am elected?" "No, dear, you have lost, too," she replied, her face as bright as the golden morning. "What do you mean? Some party must have been elected. You don't mean, Ellen " "Yes, darling, Union Labor has come into its own, and has beaten us and the ruling class. 0, Winthrop, my own dear husband, what do we care ? Let us have love and home, and a clean pair of consciences, and let the great suffering heart of the working people have the balm for which it has yearned thru the centuries. I was sorry to separate woman's cause from that of the strugglers. I want no political position. Give me your love and let us confine our future politics to our votes" — "My darling !" he cried, folding her in his arms. "And those votes shall be for the working people. May their ruling be cleaner than we have made ours !" The Motion Picture ran By La Touc.he Hancock He's a spunky little fellow, without a trace of yellow, He knows his motion picture A. B. C. lie rivals all the sages, and accurately gauges The films that will be pleasing to a "T". He's very free with strictures, on inappropriate pictures, On every mechanism he's au fait, He can talk about the locus, of the fluctuating focus, And let vou know the minute it's 0. K. Should he discourse on shutters, weigh every word he utters, You'll find he won't make much of a mistake. His original disclosures, on powder and exposures, Are anything, believe me, but a fake. So on ad infinitum, you'll find there's not an item, On which he will not have his little say. He's business-like, and handy, in fact, he's quite a dandy. This hero of the motion picture day !