Pictures and the Picturegoer (Jan-Dec 1925)

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SEPTEMBER 1925 Pictures and P/chjreQver 59 a sailor on the transport near at hand the jewel box to hold. There was a gigantic crash . . . something . . something on our boat went to pieces . . . The man on our boat shouted hoarsely, above the uproar, " 1 can't be responsible for this . . . for your lives . . . it's too rough . . . we cannot make it ! . . ." and before I could shout back, even had I had any desire left to do so, he had pushed off and we were making as best we could for the shore again. 1 kft the jewels, all Natacha owns in the world, with the sailor on the transport. Jewels, I find, worldly goods in toto, mean singularly little when your lives, like the frailest of reeds, are palpitating beneath an ominous sky and a hungry sea. Cherbourg, October 6th. After this terrifying experience trying to board the "Leviathan " we finally made the dock again, with more pitching and tossing, more ravenous embraces of waves and more tumultuous pelting of rain than I would have believed it possible for three people in a frail craft to live through. Had I seen such a scene as this one on the screen or read about it in a book, I would have said that they were stretching credulity and reality to past the breaking points. Which only goes to prove that nothing, after all, can be stranger than reality. Once safely (and wetly) on the dock again, we had to go back and unload all of the trunks. Nine of them. Big ones. The truck had gone. I had to scout around and get a pushcart, help load, ihe pushcart and then trundle it off to the Customs House, the only place where the trunks would be watched and be safe. Then I went back to the dock again to get the jewel box. It isn't quite fair to say that I went with misgivings, perhaps, but I did. . . . Anything might have happened on a night like that But as I walked on to the dock I saw the transport working her way through the mad dervish of the sea and there was the sailor, as honest a fellow, surely, as could be found, with the jewel box intact in his hand. I was so glad ! I had left Natacha in the little cafe, where, previously in the evening, we had had coffee and warmth. It was now about five in the morning. The thing now was a hotel . . . But what a thing to find ! They told us in the cafe that the Casino was the best hotel in town, but the rooms, they also said, were all taken. General Pershing, it seemed, was on the " Leviathan " and the rooms had all been reserved ahead. We went then, to the next best place, the Hotel ae France. Imagine us appearing :here at five-thirty in the morning, bedraggled, soaked to the skin not once but many "times, weary almost unto the death we had so narrowly escaped. (Another instalment next month.) Florence Vidor. ^ybody^Mongy Does your hair resemble that of beautiful Florence Vidor, whose picture appears above? If so, you stand a chance of winning £10 and more in one of the simplest contests ever devised. In the PICTUREGOER Beautiful Hair Contest, features do not count. The prizes offered each month will be awarded to the readers whose hair bears most resemblance to that of the star whose portrait is given. For this month's contest, Florence Vidor is the star selected. Study the picture above, and if you possess a photograph or snapshot of yourself that resembles it, send it to the Editor. Simple, isn't it? Last month's winner is Miss Frances Tubbs, 3, Warrior Gardens, St. Leonards-on-Sea, to whom we send our hearty congratulations and £5, and to whom Messrs. Prichard & Constance have also sent £5, as she was a us«r of their famous Shampoo Powder. We are retaining her photograph, as well as all those sent in which we consider eligible for the final price oj £20 for the most beautiful head of hair in the whole Competition. Read these rules carefully. 1 — There is no Entrance Fee. 2 — Photographs (preferably unmounted) must be sent securely packed and postage prepaid, addressed as follows: — "Beautiful Hair" Competition No. 4, " The Picturegoer," 57-59, Long Acre, London, W.C.2. 3 — Letters and descriptions may be enclosed, but it is requested that these be as brief as possible. 4 — The closing date for this Competition is September 21st, 1925. The Editor undertakes that all entries shall receive careful consideration, but no liability for the safety or receipt of any photograph or coupon can be accepted. 5 — Photographs cannot be returned unless fully stamped and addressed envelopes are sent. 6 — The decision of the Editor shall be accepted as final and legally binding, and acceptance of this rule is an express condition of entry. PRIZES DOUBLED. Messrs. Prichard & Constance announce that in the event of the Prize Winner being a user of Amami Shampoo Powder they will double the monthly prize — thus making it £10. All Consolation Prize Winners who use Amami Shampoo will receive an additional gift of Amami Toilet Preparations. IMPORTANT.— If you wish to qualify for these Extra Prizes, you must enc'ost with your photograph an empty Amami Sham;, a Powder Sachet to show that yeu are a bona-ficie user. Miss Frances Tubbs of St. Leonards-onSea, winner of last month's £10.