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If you want to know all about the British stars, what they are doing, where they are going, and all the intimate news about their studio life, you must read the "MOTION PICTURE STUDIO" which is I he only paper issued solely in the interests of those engaged in the production of British dims. Through this paper you will know when the stars go on location in your district, and what is happening in the Studios. The " Motion Picture Studio " is also the Official Organ of the Kinema Club. Subscription 5/ Three Months, 10/ Six Months, Vast free. £1 per Year. Post free. HONEST HUTCH. , *iu£a ,' rom 1 '.'X'' /*'■) " Nevei see me snivellin' now, what " smiled Ylarj And Ort had to agree that he didn't And come t<. think of it, things were different Hutch was nunc than prosperous he was very nearly happy Very nearly If it hadn't been fur the confounded work. . . N' e\t morning came a surprise. Ort was visiting the bank when a strange sheriff's officer came into the saloon with news for them all Them robberies in Orktown durin' the spring," he said. " We been on the track of the robber all these months, an' now we've tracked him somewhere down by here Ort fought the sudden faintness, and caught a grip of himself. " Mebbe he's spent all the money by now,'' he said innocently. " Xaw ! " said the officer. ' 'Cause there's not a bank in the whole States ain't got the numbers o' them notes." He slapped drl's shoulder in a playful manner that made him wince. P'raps if some innocent feller found 'em," suggested Hutch, " not know in' anything about the robbery 'Cessory after the fact. We'd «et .!))/." Ort turned away with a hea\\ heart, and strolled dully in the direction of the gipsy's Imi . So this was what it had come to! He had reckoned on settling in Willow Bend and showing the know alls a thing or two. Where he'd always lived he'd planned to keep on living, and, when his tune came, to die. And now this ! Well. . . He squared his shoulders. There was nothing else for it. He could not turn back now, with all those wasted, work-tilled months to mock his remaining years. On he must go. Mexico! Rummy country. He might not like it. \'o other way, though. He'd just got to like it. He came to the hut and saw the foreigner. " I've bought this laud, and I want to buy your permeesh." " Ah ? " " Goin' to build a little place of my own. Say what you'll take to hop it." The foreigner thought it over. ' Two hundred dollars. I have the permeesh In the afternoon another shaft pierced Ort to the heart. A deputation of Willow Benders came up from the town to invite him to stand for the Legislature, Ort felt, all creepy under his skin. With difficulty he made reply. " Mighty honoured, boys. Might) honoured. Fact o' the matter is, 1 put in so much work this fall, I feelin' the strain of it some. now. 1 been planum' a little holiday for tin family an' myself, an' p'raps we might be away election time. . . ." " No thin' about that, Ort, nolhm' ,il all We'll get yon elected all right without you bem' here An' then when you gets back you'll be our full blow n member without any trouble to yerself .it all. Leave it to us, Ort." When they were gone. Ort was more miserable than ever. To be their member, and to have to to have to. . . . But there wasn't anything else for it. It just had to beSo he reached for his hat and went down to the river bank and wondered how the climate in Mexico would suit him The hut was dismantled and the gipsy gone. A tew floor planks lay about. He kicked them aside and stooped over the dead stump of his money bush. Nothin' else for it," he sighed. He looked around and found himself unwatched. Then he scooped out the soil with his hands and took up the canvas sack and the cash-box. Casting the sack aside, he opened the cashbox and. . . . And took out the note .... And read it .... " Hear Bo.— I seen you dig it up and bury it. Thanks for keepin' it safe Better luck next time. Yours, The Bank Robber Ort staggered to his feet, the earth swimming round before him. When next he knew anything, a doctor's voice was in his ear, and his weeping wife was by his side. " Well, yes, 1 must say," the doctor was saying, " he does look like lie's dying. But I can't find anything the matter with him. Give him this medicine and I'll cull in tomorrow And after another darkness, a command that he should take his medicine was mixed up with the voice of Hiram Joy. You were a smart man, Ort. and I'm sorry to see you clown like this. A smart man " Eh ? " said Ort. Gettin' that land of old Gunnison's on the river bank for an old song. You were always cute. Cuter than I thought, though." " Oh, that," said Ort, turning away. " I thought there was money in that." Ha ! Ha ! And there's oidy oil, eh ? Very cute ! " ( )rt sat up. " Oil ? " "Oh, yes. Kid you never knew. Why, man, you're worth I clout know , the experts haven't finished yet -but thousands and thousands and " Ort sprang to his feet. " Ort ! " cried his wife. " Your medicine." " Medicine nothin' ! " yelled Ort. What 1 want's that holiday. Back up the kids, old girl. Not Mexico it ain't, neither. Europe! All out of honesty an' hard work, this ! Nothin1 like honest) and hard work. Mary. What did I always say ? " 1 can't remember," smiled Mary. Not wishing to hurt his feelings.