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Vol. X, No. 6
the Waldorf Amusement Company of Cincinnati to prove that he was an exhibitor. I want to be an exhibitor, too. Will some one please sell me a share of stock? By jinks, I'm going to get inside right away.
I'll buy.
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I have been approaching, entering and chasing around the Biograph plant for the last fifteen minutes by means of a bunch of photographs that came to my desk. It is some plant. I can see the. finger prints of J. J. Kennedy in every view. If I have anything to feel sorry for it is because I never saw Mr. Kennedy but once in my life. He's a busy man — a dominant figure in films — always preoccupied with affairs larger than I can carry to him. On the single occasion of my audience with him, when General Film was new and and the furnishings were still smelly, he gave me an hour. He looks and acts like my good friend Albert Lincoln Salt, vicepresident and purchasing agent of the Western Electric Company, who spends five millions a month by way of diversion. I hope the comparison will offend neither one, for before I knew Mr. Salt he was as hard to get at as Kennedy is.
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There is this difference in the two men : Mr. Salt will stay put — stand hitched; Mr. Kennedy won't. And there my comparison ends.
So when I was with Mr. Kennedy for an hour I envied his enthusiasm. We believed alike that the future of films was firmly established and that was three years
ago now. At the time the Biograph plant was one of the manufacturing jokes of this country, but it was turning out the stuff that every exhibitor got down on his knees and begged for. It was bully. In the new plant there seems to be nothing lacking; nothing that has not been anticipated. It reflects the bigness of Mr. Kennedy as a manufacturer; as an engineer; his faith in the stability of the film business. I can even see as far as Mr. Kennedy shows me he has seen — that should he outgrow the present new establishment, it can easily be converted into a great hospital or training school or something of the kind. I have yet to see another film manufacturing establishment that shows this forethought in its sponsor.
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I am told that the printing and perforating machinery for the new Biograph plant was made especially for the concern by Casler and Marvin, machinists at Canostoto, New York. Maybe I'll get into that room someday and have a look at the name plates.
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My best thanks to all those kind friends who have been discerning enough to know that they didn't get
my goat.
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This is my twenty-sixth year at the game. I had my eye-teeth cut on the plains of Nebraska where you had to qualify in more ways than one if you staid at all.
Thanks, Mr. Johnson, for canning that disinfectant subscription offer.
Scene from Essanay's "The Right of Way."