Revised list of high-class original motion picture films (1908)

SPORTING. wonderful views of a pack of hounds as they leave the kennels and arrive at the chateau where the chase is assembled for priestly benediction, proceed to the place appointed for the hunt, find the scent, lose it, recover, chase, swim the lake, overtake their quarry, receive their reward, and, finally, return to the kennels at the end of the day. The kennel pictures 'are exceptionally good. Hounds seem to fall into line with almost military precision and pose for their photographs at a word from the whips — a mass of waving tails, alert heads, intelligent features and perfect points. Each animai is branded with the letter "U" — suggestive of the Urban pack: (Film Pirates, Note!) The noble stag, as he stands browsing in the forest shade on the bank of a beautiful lake, forms an admirable subject. Alarmed at the approach of hounds, his antlered head is raised in enquiry. He is sighted and, taking to water, manages to throw them off the scent. Only for a moment, however. They again discover him, and the final episodes occur in the waters of the lake. The stag, in strenuous efforts to elude the hounds, swims for his life, but is gradually overtaken by his eager pursuers, and when hounds and quarry at length meet, a merciful shot from a boat ends the hunt by killing the stag. Hunting methods quaint to foreign eyes are introduced. At the meet, priests robed in full vestments are seen to bless the proceedings; the huntsmen's horns, elaborate and winding in shape and note, are much in evidence; the followers, a-foot and a-horse, and the before-mentioned kennel scenes, all combine to make this a superb series of great general interest and beauty. XJ. D. 3085. COCK FIGHT. Price, $46.80. Approximate Length, 390 feet. This film very accurately produces the American sport of cock fighting. The performance at which this film was secured happened to be a very exciting one, as both antagonists were full of vigor and fight, and each gives a very good account of himself. The detail and photographic value are exceptional in this case. U. D. 1918. THE BEAVER HUNT. Price, $38.40. Approximate Length, 320 feet. A hunting horn sounds in the distance, setting the village dogs barking with excitement, and soon round the corner of the lane there comes the master with his pack of big hounds and bevy of shaggy, rough-coated terriers, the latter yelping and straining at their leashes. Over the meadows we go first, hounds trying the stream bit by bit, then into the woods, where in the shade of the old trees and mass of tall tangled undergrowth, hounds are almost hidden from our view. We have scrambled over many hedges, helping the ladies over at some times, at others ungallantly having to leave them in order that we might get the bioscope's omniscient eye pointed upon the hounds as they begin to whimper and feather on some faint scent. Soon we leave the path and take to the water, wading in and out of cool pools, tripping and slipping on the boulders to the peril of the bioscope. The hills have closed in on either side, fine old oak trees, rich in green, their trunks covered with green lichen, rise up around us, yet we have not found a beaver. But what is that? One old hound hugging the bank gives a whimper, the others gather round, and the terriers, wishing to have their say, dash up and look important; then there is a splash, a streak of shining grey flits across the water, and we are away full cry. Hounds giving tongue, terriers barking, and some local country gentlemen loudly shouting, we race up stream: "Give the hounds room and don't yell," promptly cries the master; the whips take up their positions, 157