The New Movie Magazine (Dec 1929-May 1930)

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The New Movie Magazine no game for a good camera horse so he hikes hisself right straight to the corral]. I landed flat on my misplaced chest. Then I had horses' hoofs to the right of me, horses' hoofs to the left of me, and how they volleyed and thundered. I COULD hear Granny's voice hollering "Whoopee, Hey, Yip, Yip" — and thought he was crazy, but all he was doing was trying to chase the darn horses away from his camera. I rolled over after a while and looked toward him but the dust was too thick. Then I looked around me: first one soldier would stumble up, then another, then another the other side of him. Then I saw Franklin start to get up about fifty feet away. He got half way up, let a groan out of hisself and flopped over. I thought he was hurt, so I hiked over to help him. All he could do was blubber like some baby and point. By this time the dust had cleared. I took one look and howled to the troupers to "catch 'em up." Every darn horse in the troop was loose and heading for the hills. "Good shooting," said Granny, as I went past him on the run. "Good shooting my eye, look at all those darn plugs," said I. "Look at all the dead soldiers," said Granny — and started to laugh. "It was a Mexican massacre," he howled, "every darn one was killed." He was right — every one in the troop had fallen. And the gray squads only had three rounds each. Franklin just rolled over again and groaned. To make it nicer, Tommy Hinch had dropped in behind one of the cameras on the hill while the action was going on. He came toward Franklin. Tommy didn't like to waste nickels like that, this was a serious drama. I started to help herd up the animals which was all over the twelve hundred acres. If we had kept Granny's horse at the camera we could have herded 'em easy but as it was, we spent the rest of the day catching 'em up. So I didn't hear what Hinch told Franklin. And Granny wouldn't tell. But I do know that Franklin straggled over to his car like a whipped clog after his talk with Hinch, and beat it for home. I watched him from the hill top. THAT'S only half of it. Hinch kept those scenes. Every time that Franklin got on his high pinto and threatened to quit Hinch would invite him into the projection room and show him those scenes. In one the gray squads would fire and nobody in the one hundred and fifty would fall. In the last one a few of the grays would fire and the whole one hundred and fifty fell. It was sure a funny bit. It got so at last that Franklin would refuse to go into the projection room with anyone, unless the operator told him the scenes were not in the room. They razzed him for years about it. About three years later when they had taken the swelling out of Franklin's head by getting him canned from as many lots in that length of time, he was considered a real guy. Fred Mace and his gang of comedians came along and wanted some battle stuff. They wanted some real battle stuff but when they saw those two scenes they changed their story around and used 'em for the main theme. The picture was a hit and made the (Continued on page 121) §0 Bcttti; JGoll POWDER PUFFS IO "1 ALWAYS try to keep a * supply of Betty Lou puffs on hand, not only in the studio, but on location and at home." sA*^ From shinins lights of -crccnland conic words of praise for Betty Lou Powder Puffs. They're so soft, so caressingly fine to exquisite skins that must he treasured. That's why so many fa= mous stars use Betty Lou exclusively. You'll love them to o — o nee you v c used them! F.W For sale exclusively at WOOLWORTH COs "iostores 115