Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1920)

3^ • Photoplay Magazine the rump. The tramp looked from the horse to Hardy with a "See the morning train stop by the bridge?" curious, haif-alarmed stare. "Nope. It woke me up comin" into Muskoka, and I hit out That strangely and conspicuously marked horse had brought this way — Why?" back to Jubilo's mind in a flash the exciting picture of the "See anything of men on horses?" train robbery in the morning. Was Hardy the train robber? Jubilo stood as though puzzling and trying to remember. What sort of a place had he blundered into? His eyes took in Hardy and Rose. Hardy was obviously nerv Hardy handed Jubilo a milking stool and bucket, then him ous and trying to control his feelings, self went into the next stall and rapidly set about milking a "Nope. Didn't see a soul till I got here." cow. Jubilo with much trepidation and misgiving set out to The sheriff stood puzzled. Hardy appeared anxious to get fathom the mysteries of milking, then the thing talked out. he peered around the end of the stall to "What's so heavy on your mind, observe Hardy. Hardy was busy at his Jubilo Sheriff?" he asked. task when the revolver under his coat "Where was your big bay horse be slipped from its holster and fell to the XJARRATED by permission, from tween six and eight yesterday morning, stable floor. Jubilo's eyes opened wide i> the Goldw'yn production, adapted Jim?" was the sheriff's response. Hardy as he saw the big gun, and the dextrously by Robert F. Hill from the Saturday paused before replying, handy movement by which Hardy re Evening Post story by Ben Ames Wil "Between six and eight? Why, I was stored it to his holster. hams. Directed by Clarence Badger, cultivating with him." The wanderer sat looking half-dazed at ^^^^ ^^^ following cast: There was another awkward silence, the empty milk bucket between his ^ ... ^.,, ^ ^ , Then the sheriff hitched at his belt and knees. He shuddered and swayed with ' ' " ^ ogers allowed they would be going. He turned a sense of weakness. He reached for a ^'^^^ Hardy Josie Sedgwick back to Hardy and spoke decisively. beam to steady himself and fell, fainting. Jim Hardy Charles French "Jim— don't take any trips and don't He came to his senses with Hardy shak Pnnt Willard Louis let this new man of yours take any ing him. Bert Rooker .: James Mason neither ! " "When did you eat last?" Jubilo wavered and looked blankly about him. One hand went to his head and the other to his stomach. "I — I — I don't exactly remember." "Here, drink some of this." Hardy raised his bucket of warm steaming milk. Jubilo drank it down with long gulps. lO^^^^^^^^mf'r "Now sit down — I'll milk this cow," Hardy ordered. ^^iffl^^^^B^^K * But before Hardy could act on his word Jubilo had set his milking stool in place and started awkwardly at the milking. He looked WS^^^^^^^^^^^M' .S up at Hardy with a glint of determination in his face. «9^^^^^^^^^^^^b'A! "I'll do my work before I eat." ,^^^^^^^^^^^^^m " Hardy watched a moment, then went about his work. The supper f^^^^^^^^^^^^^K \ that followed was marked mainly by its silences and Jubilo's devotion 1^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ \ to the food. Rose studied him with a gaze that was not all curiosity. ^^^^^^^^^Bi^^ Xl And as his hunger subsided Jubilo frankly returned her inspection, ^^^^^^^^^^4iL. % with honest admiration. Jubilo had left the house a few moments, walking with thoughtful K^^^^ ^'^^ JL"'^* step, when he paused. The big bay horse with the white splashed ^^^v ^^^ -^ i' -'* rump. Hardy, the gun and Rose were in his mind. Deliberately he s^^m p turned about and started toward the house. J^^T I r^^ "I'd like to get acquainted with a train robber — if he's one." Jubilo ^^m / ^^ * murmured to himself. ^Hl i ' A few moments later he presented himself at Hardy's door. "If you need a hand I'd like to tarry with you a while.'' ^^— . ,. ^. Hardy looked at Jubilo in silence, under obvious tension, for a minute at least. • "We have no room in the house— you can sleep in the bam, up in the mow — don't smoke there. You'll find a lantern on the back porch.'' ^ "Thanks for the job," returned Jubilo. f Jubilo was awakened in his hay-mow retreat the next morning by a ; ^s murmur of voices in the stall below. He peered through a crack Jf"^'/- into the stable below to discover a group of men whom his practised '""'''^ ^ eye readily identified as a sheriff, a town narshal and a couple of deputies. The sheriff was standing with his hand on the white splashed rump of the big bay horse. "There ain't another boss like him in these parts." The rest of the group nodded in sage agreement. ^^^^B '^^i^^^^^i^^^^HI. "-Ml "Boys, I reckon we'd better have a talk with Hardy," the sheriff announced and led his staff from the barn. Jubilo bestirred himself with energy and caution, that he might not miss any move in the unfolding drama. With studied sauntering .I^^^V '"^ ^^^^^■r^B^Hf] step he emerged from the barn, washed himself at the watering trough and strolled casually into the group of visitors who stood about Hardy, who, half-dressed, had come out on his porch. Jubilo came up just in time to hear Hardy reply to a question from the sheriff: ^^^^m-f "I have seen no one — no one except Jubilo, there, -he came along last night." l^fc ' n^^i^ a The officers looked at Jubilo and the marshal nodded recognition. ^^K^' The sheriff caught the nod and he gave Jubilo his critical attention. ^^^ ' from head to foot. He sharply addressed Jubilo in crisp official tone. "Where'd you come from?" "The marshal told me to leave Muskoka, and I le^." "Where did you sleep last night?" ^imimaiiiimmim^^^^^Bmm.. ** Jubilo, by gift of experience, was able to lie with rapid facility. "Under a haystack just outside of Muskoka." I 1 4