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Referring, of course, to the Roy Stewart of some years bac\.
Adela Rogers St. Johns
WHEN a man can look you calmly in the eye and tell you that the happiest moment of his life was when he saw the cactus looming up out of the desert on his return home after his first journey in far countries, you can make up your mind that man is a dyed-in-the-world Westerner. None but a West erner loves cactus.
"I'd been taking my first look at the northern country," remarked Roy Stewart, the Triangle western star, dusting his high boots . with the brim of the wide hat he had removed, / "and I reckon I hadn't seen any cactus in quite a spell. When I looked out of that Pullman car window and saw a great, big, ugly old fellow reaching out his prickly arms to me, my heart swelled right up inside me, 'cause I knew I was home."
There is no camouflage about Roy Stewart's westernism. He doesn't don his character with his chaps and spurs. He doesn't have to fake atmosphere, manner, ability or knowledge.
Roy Stewart is the first western star of the moving pictures who is really of the West.
So when you see Stewart riding bronchoes, rounding up cattle, looking over five cards or getting familiar with a six-shooter, you may settle back in your seat with the comfortable assurance that he is on his native heath, doing the things he's been doing ever since he won the first western baby show down in San Diego a few — well, some — years ago, and that at last you're gazing at a real western hero.
"I've never been interviewed before," Stewart stated in that cool, impersonal way of his, "except once. That was when they had me in jail down in Mexico..
"Oh, it didn't just happen," he went on hurriedly. "They did it on purpose, all right. Just didn't know what else
Roy Stewart is
the first western
of moving pictures who is
really of the West. He's been
riding bronchoes and getting
familiar with a six-shooter ever
since he won the first western
baby show down
in San Diego
some years ago
to do with me, I reckon. You see, ma'am" (a war correspondent who spent a week with the royal family at Windsor once told me that the Prince of Wales always addresses Her Majesty as "ma'am." After hearing Roy Stewart use the term I can imagine it very appropriate) — "I owned the El Tully ranch and a nice little bunch of cattle down in Mexico under Diaz. But when the show opened up down there and Madero came in, they did a lot of things to me. I got out with all members intact, but I didn't have even a Mexican dollar sticking to me. That's when I decided to go into moving pictures."
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