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The Explorer
(LASKY)
By Kenneth Rand
"It is not for the money to be made; it is not for the love of adventure, that I go into the waste spaces and uncivilized nations."
That was what Alec McKensie, the explorer told Lucy Allerton just before his trip into the jungles of Africa. Then he told her why he did go — in part. The other reason of his last trip which he did not know was a reason until after he had reached the darknesses of the foreign country, is what makes this story, written from the film production of the same title of the Jesse L. Lasky Feature Play Company. The cast in the picture is as follows:
Alec McKensie Lou Tellegen
George Allerton Tom Forman
Lucy Allerton Dorothy Davenport
Mclnnery H. B. Carpenter
WHY do you do it?" The girl looked in a sort of awed wonder at the man who stood before her. He was tall and lean and bronzed of skin. His eyes — the predominating feature of a face remarkable for its strength — were piercing as an eagle's. Just now, at her question, those eyes seemed to fix themselves on a far-away vision. i
"Why?" Alec McKensie, the celebrated explorer, spoke earnestly. "I will try to make you understand, Miss Allerton. It is not for the money to be made through books and lectures — though a man must live. It is not for the love of adventure : I have passed that youthful stage. But it is for the good I can do by spreading knowledge to others, that I go into the waste spaces. Take the present expedition I am about to head, for example. I am going to find out the truth about the slave traffic in Africa. If I discover that the natives are being sold into bondage by unscrupulous traders acting as agents for a well-organized company, as has been alleged, by telling the world what I, personally, have found out, a storm of public protest may go up which will force the authorities to end such conditions, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of helpless people will be made happier."
"'But what of the danger to yourself?" the girl quickly put in. "Going into the jungle among the savages, you might be mistaken for a slave dealer yourself, and you and your little band killed, before you had a chance to explain, by some
tribe that had already suffered heavily at the hands of those unscrupulous whites !"
"There is that danger, of course." The man smiled quietly.
"And yet you will risk it?"
"How else are they to be helped," he asked, "unless some one takes the risk?"
With her eyes fixed on him, their former expression of awed wonder replaced by a look of almost reverent admiration, slowly Lucy Allerton rose.
"Oh, you arc fine !" she exclaimed im
pulsively. "It is good to know that thei1 are still men left in the world like yd — Knights of the Table Round, wq think nothing of their own danger, a long as they may help others !"
Taking the hand which she held 01 to him. Alec McKensie did not let g of it. He stepped forward from tl fireplace in the English drawing-roor nearer to her, and his voice vibratei with deeper feeling when he spoil again.
"In days of old," said he, "ever
"The chief declares," answered Alec, "that a member of the tribe was shot and killed by one of our number."