Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1912-Jan 1913)

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112 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE never sailed the seas, so it chanced that as he was on deck one day he became violently ill. "I am for," his Majesty groaned; "I must pay the price of my folly did I think, when I this morning, that ere the sun sank in the I should ....." Every courtier turned with alarm, but the ship's doctor only laughed heartily. "Re , ' ' he cried, ' ' no man since time has died from mal de mer!" "Very well," replied the king, "I feel better, already. Come to a game of cards; I will deal them. What is my ? " At last they stood in the wilds of America, with the stretching away for miles. -A guide with an had accompanied them. Once he had been a in darkest Africa, and he spoke in a queer dialect. 1 ' I will be tonight, ' ' he declared, "and sit upon while a bright fire ; dar might be around, or a , for dis country is and of dangers dan my own." They composed themselves to rest in a clear space by a shining Suddenly a was heard in the bushes. "I will the peril!" ex claimed the king, rushing forward with his gun, but instead of a furious beast, a frightened scurried away from him. Day after day, the party pushed onward, until, to the king's delight, they came to a rushing river with broad ...... along either bank. "Here will I dwell forever," he cried. "A delightful spot does not exist. Why should I return to my native land ? We will the stream, and upon the further bank we will build a solid and to hold our crops against the winter's The shall employ his art in the ; the shall cause the to blossom where we now see the This needs only a cleaning to cause it to give forth pure water. And hark to the , singing in yonder as if to rejoice at our coming!" ' ' But our families ! ' ' exclaimed the courtier. "Send for them," responded the king. ' ' The best shall return to the coast and equip a ship to bring them hither. Your wives and little ones shall come, accompanied by my queen So endeth the tale of the first French settlement in the valley of the Mississippi. '61-65 By FRANK W. STERNS The years rolled back — my age again was seven and a score ; I heard the voice of Lincoln call, as in the days of yore, And 'neath the rippling Stars and Stripes I marched to meet the foe — Last night, in fancy, as I sat and watched the picture show ! Again I faced the cannon's mouth, and saw the sabers shine ! Again I smelled the battle smoke, and heard the bullets whine! The shouts I heard again, the cheers, the dying whispers low — Last night, in fancy, as I sat and watched the picture show ! Beside the campflre gleaming bright once more I, musing, lay, My thoughts of loved ones left behind the morn I marched away ; Once more I heard her whisper : "John, kiss me good-by, and go!" Last night, in fancy, as I sat and watched the picture show ! Days long gone by I lived again — with Grant I wore the blue, And for the cause I thought was right I fought and bled anew ; Beneath the dear old flag I marched once more with eyes aglow — Last night, in fancy, as I sat and watched the picture show !