Photoplay (May 1921)

Photopl^:¥^M His " ' Ai M is.i«Ji Section 1 1 1 ':cMte^YOF;-:'T!eNPlCli until — until you discovered them and told him." "WJiy do you tell me this now, Alethea?" "Because Basil is dead and you asked for the truth." "But is this the truth?" "Do you think a woman boasts of her — jf her failures?" Hercward's senses were whirling. In that mad race through his mind he could :atch hold of nothing — not a thread to tic to another thread, not a bit of the lost pattern to fit into another bit. "But Alethea — " he began and choked. "Can't you see, Hereward? He wouldn't let me go with him even though I plead on my knees. On my knees. You didn't know I had ever knelt to a man, did you? And yet he loved me. I know he loved me. That knowledge is the only comfort I have had to hug to myself. He loved me and yet he would not let me go with him. Can you understand that?" "But why? You'd have gone!" "I'd have gone to the end of the earth with him if he'd lifted his little finger." "But why then — ?" "Why? Can't you see even yet? Be:ause I was your wife. Because you were his brother." "His brother, yes, but — " "Because he loved you, Hereward." "Me!" "Because he put your pride and happiness oefore his own." Hereward sat in the chair in a condition ilmost cataleptic. No, he couldn't understand it. He could understand nothing. It had come too violently. His eyes ivandered around the room to the desk — I pretty little spindle desk — in the drawer )f which three years ago he had found the iteamship ticket to South Africa. Yes, ;hat had been real. He had been able to jnderstand that. He had known immediitely in a sudden shock of frightful horror A'hat that had meant. But he couldn't j;rasp the meaning of the words Alethea lad just spoken. No! Ah, no! It was too )oS£i£.NG£3 incrcd^le' XBasi/ had. for his sake_ had sacrificed his own l»i+i>t^r-> nes9._'X'o. 'No! that was too impossible' of belief. No siinc man could believe that. He gazed at Alethea again. It seemed almost as if Alethea's eyes were sorry for him. But that too was an impossible thought. It may have been minutes later, it may have been hours later, that he stood again outside Alethea's door. He couldn't even remember whether he had said goodnight to her. He was numb with weariness. He wanted to sleep and sleep . . . and forget. Possibly in the morning he could think clearly, could unravel this extraordinary tangle that twisted itself about his brain. He went to the study. He threw himself on the leather couch. His eyes burned with such an ache for sleep they felt as if they had been stung for hours with salt wind and salt spray. But he couldn't sleep. He lay there, his hands clasped behind his head, his wide eyes staring at the ceiling. He arose and went out into the hall again. He made for the head of the stairs again. Below him was a pool of darkness pricked only by a single light flickering in the hall. It was silent. It was deserted. Involuntarily Hereward's feet sought the stairs. Step by step he stumbled down. He felt his way through the dark drawing-room. A single dim light burned over the coffin. It guided him. The curious thought came to him that it was like a star guiding him. He stood before the coffin and then awkwardly — because his knees were not used to bending — he slipped down in a crouching position. He pushed his hot face through the cloying sweetness of the lilies and the antagonistic stiff resistance of the coppery brown leaves until his burning forehead rested against the cool smooth mahogany of the casket. "Oh, my brother!" he whispered. It was there that sleep finally came to him. Making Americans by Movies (Continued t was among the more intelligent men comng from the larger cities that the motion picture showed its influence. One young nan, a well-educated Pole, who had studied n Belgium said, "I learned most of America hrough the news weekly pictures. There I )ften saw happenings in America which ihowed me the large cities and many haplenings of interest. I remember once it was I football game and another time pictures of ian Francisco. I realized that America was I wonderful country. I am afraid the com'dy pictures sometimes give a wrong im)ression of America. People may think it is I land where nothing is serious." Another )right Italian, when asked if he had seen \merican pictures in Europe, responded :agerly, "Oh, yes, yes. Very often have I leen the American pictures." "What do /ou remember of them?" he was asked hrough the interpreter. "Cow pictures and Matures of the West and also I remember )ne picture of New York Harbor," he re)lied. He had also seen some of the topical )ictures of America. One other Italian inswered, "No I have not seen the American Mctures myself but I have heard of them." The American film often needs special idaption for the European market. The jroblem of changing it to meet the European aste is no simple matter. In the larger rountries the films are practically re-edited from page 42) and such changes made in sub-titles as European ethics and psychology demand. For certain films the translation is made in America but it is difficult to find a translator sufficiently familiar with European slang to give it the proper "punch." In Japan a translator stands in front and tells the audiences what the American sub-titles mean. In China they generally run them American sub-titles and all. One attempt to use a translator nearly resulted in a riot. The Chinese could not follow American cause and eiTect and thought the translator was fooling them. Next let us go to Ellis Island and see what part the film plays in helping to start the newcomers on the road of citizenship. Fortunately for America the Commissioner of Immigration at Ellis Island, Mr. Frederick A. Wallis, is a man of great human sympathy. He feels the responsibilit\v)f his position and knows that upon the treatment of the immigrant while under his charge may depend the side of the ledger on which that man, woman or child will be placed after a few years in America. He knows that these people come here frightfully ignorant of American opportunities, law, and institutions. America to them is a land of dr-eams, a place where nothing but peace and happiness await them, and quite likely some of (Continued on page 113) Removes Hair Immediately — safely BY aaua! test genuine De Miracle is the safest and surest. When you use it you are not experimenting with a new and untried depilatory, because it has been in use for over 20 years, and is the only depilatory that has ever been endorsed by Physicians, Surgeons, Dermatologists, Medical Journals and Prominent Magazines. De Miracle is the most cleanly, because there is no mussy mixture to apply or wash off. 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