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154 INSERTS Dear Jack: I'll have to cut out the poker tonight. The rich Miss Peters will be at my sister's, and I'm to meet her. More money than in poker and no risk. When I think of how my creditors are press- ing me Yours, CLYDE. That runs twenty or twenty-five feet, but it tells a lot. In the first place, we now know that the name of the man is Clyde. We know, too, that he is a gambler, that he is in desperate need of money, that he is going to marry for money to escape his creditors, that his pro- posed victim is ISIiss Peters and that his sister is helping him. In an early scene the identities and relations of the sister and Miss Peters are made clear, and perhaps in some other scene we know that the man receiving this note is Jack, that he, too, is a gambler and a friend of Clyde. 5. This is a lot of information to get into twenty-five feet, so it is evident that the letter is one of the most useful devices in photoplay. It is precisely because the device is so useful that the author should guard against its too frequent use. It is so handy that some plays by. novice writers are little more than a succession of letters joined and in some degree illustrated by action. 6. Perhaps we see a girl in a room. She sits down and writes: Dear Mabel: I have had such an adventure ! I met the most de- lightful man. He is Henry Smith, son of the rich banker. I am ut- terly fascinated by him. Yours, MARY. A couple of scenes later the author remembers that he has failed to explain that !Mary has a fiance. He rushes her over to a convenient desk and she writes: Dear Fanny: I am so sorry for poor George. I love him dearly, but he is not wealthy, and I do not think I could be happy with a poor man. I think I shall marry the rich Henry Smith. Yours. MABEL. In the next scene we see Mary packing a suitcase. We do not know where she is going, but we do not worry. We watch the desk and presently she sits down and turns out this neat epistle: Dear Susie : I have just remembered that I promised to pay a visit to Aunt Lucy, so I am hurrying off to Joyburg. Henry Smith is vis- iting friends there. Yours. MARY. This sort of thing keeps up until ]Mary gets writer's cramp or wins Henry. She is as likely to stop between the bathhouse and the ocean to send a souvenir postal to some girl friend that she is going in bath- ing with Henry as she is to tarry in the vestibule of the church t^ send a telegram to some friend advising her that in three minutes she will be Mrs. Smith. 7. This sort of script soon develops into a joke. No woman ever sat down and poured out her soul to her friends, even to oblige an author.