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Rin-tin-tin had never before tended sheep, but he acted as though he had been doing it all his life.
A Letter from Location
June Marlowe writes from a northern sheep ranch of amusing experiences during the filming of Rin-tin-tin's "The Night Cry."
To Myrtle Gebhart
DEAR MYRTLE: After riding all night where I was being taken, we arrived here at a sheep ranch some place way up north where we are making most of "The Night Cry" with Rin-tin-tin.
The first thing I recall seeing was thousands of sheep — at least, it looked like thousands— but I was later shown how to count them and discovered there were only nine hundred. For every black sheep in the flock there are supposed to be one hundred white ones.
There are two interesting old Mexican shepherds here. In spite of having studied Spanish for four years at Hollywood High, I'm not so good as an interpreter. It's fortunate that we have Don Alvarado with us. He spends all of his odd moments talking with the two old fellows, and in the evenings, when we gather round the fire, has many weird stories to repeat to us.
These two Mexicans have been herding sheep for so many years that they almost look like sheep themselves,
Somewhere.
without the slightest idea
and they never leave the hills. They had never seen a portable radio before.
To those of us who have
June Marlowe and the goat who would eat tin foil but not tin cans.
been raised in the city, this location in the northern sheep country is a great treat. The first day I was here, I hiked over the low, rolling hills, stopping to rest under the giant oaks. When I reached the top of the range and looked over into the next valley — what a view ! It looked exactly like a huge mirror reflecting a lot of little white clouds. Thousands and thousands of white sheep, interspersed with the occasional black ones. I missed lunch daydreaming.
Rin-tin-tin is the only one in our troupe who really shows any intelligence regarding a sheep ranch. Though he has never tended sheep, his forefathers for generations have done so. He seems absolutely at home among them. It is a lot of fun watching him work with the shepherd dogs. It looks at times as though he were actually telling them how they should mind their own sheep. He sometimes runs miles and Continued on page 98