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THE MOVING PICTURE WEEKLY
(Copyright 1917, L-Ko Komedy Co.)
HILLY was supposed to saw wood and perform other manly I chores. But, the day was
beautiful and Billy was possessed of other plans. He went fishing, visions of a happy afternoon floating before him.
But, Lucille got on the job. Lucille was rich. Moreover, she held a mortgage to the very soil where Billy was so calmly fishing. The Bevans, proud and unhappy parents of Billy, were about to be ejected from their place.
"Halt, not so fast. I have a plan, a bully one," said Lucille, as she broke in upon them.
"Speak forth, woman!" shouted Papa Bevan.
"Your son, your only boy!" exclaimed the unhandsome, old spinster Lucille.
"Me che-ild, me little one!" shouted Mamma Bevan.
"Be still, woman," returned pa. "You will wed him?" he continued.
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"To death do us part — aye!" exclaimed Lucille.
They found Billy. But he had other plans.
"Come into the house, little one," said Papa Bevan.
But Billy took Lucille for a boat ride, during which he managed to drop her in the middle of the lake, a stone about her throat. Then he packed his belongings in a red handkerchief and beat it for town.
In the hash house of the sweltering city he found employment and love, in the person of the proprietor's peachy daughter. But, Lucille, recovering, again got on the job.
Bill had not the slightest intention of giving up his sweetheart, but he could not confide to her that a former would-be flame calmly devoured cornflakes at one of her father's none too
neat tables, when Lucille entered the place.
"Quick, a mustachio from the wigmaker," Bill appealed to a fellow slave who sought and found the desired article.
"Only a little plan of mine own, dearie," he tells the fair one of his love when she remonstrates about the new possession.
As they are cooing at the desk, Lucille has penetrated Bill's disguise and rushes toward him, throwing herself into his most unwilling arms.
"My darling, found again, at last!" she tragically exclaims, the eatinghouse crowd drawing about her.
"Out of my way, woman!" exclaims the erstwhile quiet Bill, grabbing up about a dozen and a half plates which he manipulates with telling and manly effect.
A large-sized macaroni battle follows, with some more dishes thrown and a complete demolishing of the place in the end.
Lucille goes back to the refuge of the farm, and Bill's parents welcome home his bonny bride.