The Picture Show Annual (1928)

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100 Picture Show Annual drinking but chivalrous Colonel Starbottle, Jack Harnblin, the gallant gambler, and Yuba Bill, the stage coach driver. All these characters appear in the various films that have been made from Bret Harte's novels, and mighty interesting entertainment they make. But though much has been done on the films with the famous gold rush which started in 1849, much more could be done, for it is one of the most romantic periods in history. Men of every nationality under the sun packed along the gold trails in those days, and when the towns sprang up, as they did like mushrooms in a single night, there was such a mixture of humanity as can only be found in a gold rush. It was a wild and mostly wicked life, but it was never dull. That is the big appeal of the Western picture. It puts back the " Wild " into the West of the pioneer days when Indians and buffalo roamed free on the vast prairies, the later days of the gold camps, the stage coach and the outlaws. E. W. Lefty Flynn. Harry Carey. grass and dusty desert. He sees the silhouetted figure of the Red Indian, watching on some lone peak the tortuous trail of an emigrant company of pioneers leaving the security of the East for the glorious gamble of the West. He sees the Indian sentinel light the smoke fire that will tell by its carefully registered intervals of smoke, controlled by a wet blanket, the exact number of the fighting men of the pioneers just as surely as the telegraph and the wireless could tell it to-day, and he thrills at the fight that follows even if he has seen it many times before. And what a wealth of romance clings round the days of the California gold rush, that period in American history made famous by the pen of Bret Harte. The great novelist drew his characters from life, and wonderful characters they were. The hard- Hoot Gibson.