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The villain gives up the chase, congratulating himself on another dirty job done well, and then said hero nicks him with a shot from abaft the horse's starboard side. Tricky, what? George explained this trick to the policemen and everything went along nicely when along came a street-car and ruined the sound effects. So the "still' photographers took advantage of the noise and photographed George in different poses. Then the sound men proceeded again. Everything was okay. The boys went through their lines and action until a group of enthusiastic youngsters who recognized George began to shout excitedly to him. So endeth the second take ! When they were half-way through with the third take, another street-car came along. Another time the microphone wasn't close enough, and still another scene went blooey because the film snapped. Some fun!; It's all in a day's work to the newsreel boys — and it's an old story to O'Brien, who knows what it is to spend days taking one scene. The police got a kick out of it ; to say nothing of the thrilled spectators— who were sorry when it was all over. George turned out to be the newsreel men's pet subject. He needed but one rehearsal and he ad-libbed freely. And as for his horsemanship — well, you answer that one! The policemen were swell actors, too. The grand finale was a series of handshakes and a "See you in the movies, George!" Strange Interlude Continued from page 34 "Sit down, Ned, I want to talk with you. I need a friend. It has been so long since we loved each other that we can now be friends again. {"Ned and I — our account is settled . . . In what far-off life was that? . . . The only living life is in the past and the future . . . the present is an interlude. . . . Strange interlude in which we call on past and future to bear zvitness that zve are living!") Swiftly she told him of Gordon's determination to marry — implored his aid in stopping him. "No, Nina," he answered harshly. "I'll never touch anyone's life again. And you, too — you've got to give up owning people, meddling in their lives as though you were the Almighty!" "But Sam is as healthy and sane as a pig," she pleaded, fiercely. "He's beyond hurt — and we can tell him the whole truth now. It's time he gave us back our son !" "Our son?" he mocked. "You counted me out of that years ago, dear Nina. Besides, Sam's blood pressure is 'way up already with all this excitement." ("Selfsatisfied fool — I'd like to see his face when they told him this famous athlete is my son — not his:") "No, Nina," he added, brutally. "I'll not do it — and you needn't try yourself, because Sam will never believe you." He broke away from her and joined the others, who had rushed out of the cabin to the railing from which the racing shells, gliding swiftly toward them, now were visible. The din of boat whistles, fog horns, human shouts and shrieks was growing louder and louder. Cornell was third, but slowly gaining — Sam Evans and Madeline, wildly excited, were yelling encouragement to their Gordon. Old Charlie Marsden, aged and white, cheered vaguely. The boats were nearing the finish line. The chorus of noise rose, swelled, merged into one incessant, deafening roar. Cor nell's shell gained, inch by inch — now it was second — no, it had dropped behind again — Sam jumped up and down, waved his arms, yelled madly. "Gordon ! Gordon ! Come on, boy ! One more spurt will do it! Come on, son! Stroke! Stroke!" As though Gordon had heard, the Cornell boat suddenly shot forward, the eight sinewy young bodies gliding forth and back, forth and back, faster and faster in a final spurt of energy. Swiftly the long, slim craft sped forward — second — then first — Cornell was across the line, the winner ! Sam Evans danced frenziedly about the deck, beside himself with emotion. "He's won ! Gordon's won ! Gordon's won !" He ran to Nina, who sat dully in a chair, and embraced and kissed her. "Greatest race in history. Aren't you happy, Nina? He won it — our Gordon!" He stopped suddenly, swayed, staggered a step or two, then collapsed limply on the deck. For a moment all in the group stood as though paralyzed — then Darrell ran and bent over him, feeling his heart and pulse. Nina, shocked to her senses, fell to her knees beside the inert form. "Sam! My husband!" "He's not dead," announced Darrell. "Only a bad stroke. But he must have absolute quiet — and perfect care." "I'll never leave his side," cried Nina, stricken with grief and remorse. ("Is this what I unshed him — zvhat I zuanted to do to him?") "I'll never tell him anything that might disturb his peace!" With infinite gentleness she pillowed his head in her lap, bent down and kissed his face. ("Dear husband, zvho tried to make me happy . . . I'll not try to destroy you . . / will surrender my happiness to yon again! I zvill give you Gordon to give to Madeline!") Send Birthday Greetings to the Following June Stars Lane Chandler June 4th. Jeanette MacDonald J. Farrell MacDonald June 6th. Ernest Torrence William Austin June 12th. Polly Moran Barry Norton June 16th. Madge Bellamy Ona Munson June 16th. June 18th. Tune 26th. June 28th. June 30th.