The Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1913-Jan 1914)

Record Details:

Title:
The Motion Picture Story Magazine
Date:
Aug 1913-Jan 1914
Publisher:
The Motion Picture Publishing Co.
Volume:
The Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1913-Jan 1914)
Leaf #:
00035
Language:
English
Collection:
Early Cinema and Fan Magazines
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:
September 21, 2023
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WITH HONOR AT STAKE 25 Monsieur how you fainted in the park (She goes out. Mme. tosses package into the fireplace, watching it burn.) Mme. D 'A. — And thus I make a Troy of my old flame ! And now no skulking shadow of the Past Can creep across my Present, and I'll keep My love untarnished by dank airs of Long Ago. And yet , Jean has been very good to me. I wish (she hesitates) — I almost wish I'd kist him once, Because he loved me in his way. (Sighs) Poor Jean! WE FOUND THIS BAG JUST NOW (Enter Monsieur D'Ambricourt and Ninnette.) Mons. D'A. (wild with joy, hissing Jier). — Mon angel Mon angel I have you back again! Mme. D'A. — I'll never leave you, Anton, after this. There is no telling what my wretched heart May do ! Mons. D'A. — You must not talk, poor child, till you are rested. I'll have the doctor in to look at you. Come, sweetheart, and lie down. Mme. D'A. — Then sit beside me And hold my hand. (They go out. Ninnette ivatches them, Ninnette. — Ma foil how well it ends, our little play !