We use Optical Character Recognition (OCR) during our scanning and processing workflow to make the content of each page searchable. You can view the automatically generated text below as well as copy and paste individual pieces of text to quote in your own work.
Text recognition is never 100% accurate. Many parts of the scanned page may not be reflected in the OCR text output, including: images, page layout, certain fonts or handwriting.
©CI.B342560
WISESSLT
'Devoted to Picture Plays, their Actors <^> Authors]
November 6, 1915
Price, 5 Cents
The Final Judgment
(METRO)
By Matthew Allison
A mystery story that is replete with thrills and surprises and in which the criminologist, with all his greatness, is not what he is expected to be. Jane Carleson is loved by three men, one of them the criminologist himself, and it is this love for her that guides the course of Fate away from the natural path to an end that is most unusual. This story is based on the film production of the Metro Pictures Corporation, of the same name, and in which Ethel Barrymore stars. In the cast are:
Jane Carleson . Ethel Barrymore
Mrs. Murray Campbell Ethel Barrymore
Hamilton Ross H. Cooper Cliffe
Murray Campbell Mahlen Hamilton
Harry Strong Percy G. Spalding
Is usual, Hamilton Ross was the
center of a group in the club, f. big, commanding man, with a are jaw and eyes that searched the bights of others, his whole persony breathed ability, power. Famous a scientist and criminologist, he was of the most talked-of men in New Jrk. When he spoke, others listened, here was a man who not only posted knowledge but also modeled his on the axiom that the great end i life is not knowledge, but action. | work as a criminologist had won i fame on three continents. Had he \ himself the task, he could have writsome amazing detective stories that aid have made the romances of fici writers tame by comparison. .!ut Hamilton Ross seldom talked of mysteries he had solved; and toijht it was no page from his career t had kept' the group enthralled there the club. Instead, it was a bril)t word painting of a play he had n.
listening to him, one saw only a tary figure in the play — a girl of
uncommon beauty, whose words were music, whose smile was winsome as a child's, whose charm of manner was
as the charm of budding trees in the spring breezes. Wholesome and sweet this actress, and he dwelt upon her
He had discovered, to his horror, that the boy was dead.