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The Centaur Studio
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she smiled — and Margaret can smile ! — "and I confess he was very much too realistic for me, even though Crane Wilbur might have thought it was just the thing. The trainers hurried Monte back to his cage, before he had fully decided whether or not I would make an appetizing morsel. I wonder sometimes if there won't be a fatal moment when some of them will forget they
"Perhaps," laughed Margaret, "but mother isn't going to wake you up if one of Mr. Horsley's pet lions gets the notion in his head to take a little bite ! Oh, and here is where the camera man, or some trainer with a whip and a gun, leads the beast off to his lair!" she added.
We had come to the arena again, where a scene for "The Leopard's
Margaret Gibson being put through the paces
by her director, William J. Bowman.
are merely moving-picture actors and really swallow me! They are such treacherous beasts. When they are too tame every one gets cross about it, and when they are too fierce every one is nervous. They never seem to do just what the directors want — but it's a great life, just the same !"
"To me it would seem like a nightmare coming true," I suggested. "The kind we used to have after Thanksgiving and Christmas. Just as some tiger or lion opens its jaws to eat you, mother comes in and wakes you up."
Bride" was about to be filmed. A great many trees and big rocks served as lurking places for the jungle beasts.
"I'm playing the lead in this picture opposite William Clifford," explained the little star. "I'm to be a native girl — Nadje."
In the distance was the cabin in which Miss Gibson, the girl victim of the leopard, was supposed to be. The villain, a real East Indian, came strolling nonchalantly — a way all natives of India seem to have — through the jungle wilds and disappeared behind a tree.