The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1913-07-11
STAGE BATTLE
OF WATERLOO
London Correspondent Tells OF
Making Movies"

The generaship of the moving pic
tlre battle may not be the same thing
as the reneralship In actual war, but
there IS "A good deal OF genuine DIM
entity m IT, nevertheless. Certainly
there are some resembiances between
getting troops Ia act properly before
the steady fire of a machine gun and
having them perform in the right way
before the steady grind of the picture
machine.
correspondent of the London
Daily News and Leader tells how Ma
pgl.ou came Ia life again in the in
5ustrial village Of lrthlingborough.
and how most Of the inhabitants were
kep, from their ordinary work by a
battle of Waterloo enacted in their
immediate neighborhood. 20 Liz,
screamed young woman in the VIII
lage street, look. there's Napoleon!
The correspondent turned too. and
there the man OF destiny was-no
doubt about 1.-THE familiar military
cloak. the high boots, the squat fig
ure the pale, stern face and the
prone brow oppressive with It's
mind and a little grease paint. He
vas Oh his way Ia the iield of Water
loo once more
So many troopers and supers were
Quartered on lrthlngborough on the
eve of the battle that the Sow and
Pigs. ana all OF the other inns were
full from the best bedrooms down To
the kitchen chairs. There We're 400
foot and hundreds of horse. At last
all assembled in one great stable yard,
Gragoons and infantry, both French
and English, II was stirring specta-
Gle. Theatrical dressers went over
the company Look 1T that cried
dresser sadly, pointing To Il British
GragOon. then already mounted on
his charger Who gave him that
French infantry tunic? Come down,
man. or you'll be shot by both sides"
When the great variegated company
Of horse and foot marched out in the
some men who rather fancied them
selves in unique uniform got severe
shock The sudden and loud mirth
OF the women and the shrill delight of
the little bows as their husbands and
big brothers marched To Waterloo was
unseeemly "Oh, look at my Bill"
cried a matron at cottage door
beating her hands historically on her
apron DO look at my Bill! | see
You Bll Oh, the silly old guy"
No expense seemed tn be spared in
proper ties Even farm buildings We're
besieged and burned There were
alarms and excursions, galloping or
derlies Wellington in a group of Of
hcers. calm, alert, was telling them
what tu do. The worst OF movie
baule however. is that when the OPP
orator stops, everybody stops. Cusu-
ally u is at the very moment when
the excitement has reached it's climax
and what seemed likely to develop into
ins. Combatants and spectators then
9" TO another quarter of the field.
An awful rumor went around that
Napoleon had been endorsed when
his well known steed galloped by
with another up. Where's Napoleon ,"
The rider asked, anxiously. Hes all
right cried the flying figure. I'm
irving take-it out-of this brute
for MIN"
@t a little stream the spectators
We're stopped. The French were hid
den IN little wood. Many dead hors-
eS were brought up ON carts. destined
To give yerisimiltude To the shocking
sight to come, Then with "a cry came
charge OF British cavalry. The woods
ratified with yoileSs of musketry from
the hidden French. Through the enc
INV smoke, the British troopers went
~ me style. charging with such real
M'ic JOY that one horse fell with his
man and others went over him. That
trooper put on too much realism and
had TO Ice aiken to the hospital. But
hotilng Interrupted the even. bust
h'ss-llke turning of the handle by the
operator. When he had finished the
uead horses We're taken To another
lari Of the field to, be adjusted as