The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-06-14
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1 Now look here, boys-you fill that fun mel ehoek full, understand? one of vol
 take the shovel and hold 1t at the mouth here until l say 'readyi Then drop the
 shovel-and it'll come-see? But keeI
 out of the picture. Now, MT. - q 1 forgot what the actors real name was).
 ''get down there on the floor in state ! of collapse. That's right Miss Fuller
 sit down by him and hold his head Wher 1 the coal starts to come. protect him.
 All right" Miss Fuller said. She added
 dryly: Instead of its being Johnny at
 the rat hole, it's Mary at the coal hole. l Hurry up with your dirty work l The camera man squinted through l his camera. The director hopped
 around, calling orders. There was a
 quick cry of "Readyi9 Then the man dropped the shovel the coal gnshed out, the Salvation Army lassie protect ed the prostrate young man-and ev- erything seemed sootily satisfactory. Then there came a groan from the camera operator:
 "Aw. the darn thing ~buckedi" "Eh? No!' The director faced him Imply and drew his hand across his forehead leaving a wide, black swath. Yep"
 "What?" Miss Fuller called, rising stiffly from her attitude of protection.
 "Buckledw She sighed and repeated tht HfNS tO Aiit Pi ooiid dtt oit, NnO folded his arms wearily about his knees and gave a long, doleful whistle. "Whaddya mean, 'buckle?'" l in- quired. The camera man looked at me impatiently.
 "Buckled. Film buckled" (You see, when the film buckled---it buckled There's always something new to be
 learned in this business)
 So they had 1t all to do over again.
 Wants Her Own Company Back to the little dressing room Miss Fuller confided to me that before long she hopes to produce her own plays. She
 wants her own company of players. which she will call The Mary Fuller
 Players.' and she says she will always insist on their knowing the entire play. no matter if they are in it for only one second.
 Nowadays" she told me- half the people haven't an idea what they are
 doing. They come on the stake and the directors says to em
 John, you're crook Grab him by the arm and leer into his eyes and say. ''yuh think yuh fooled me. do yuh? Well. take this and this and this,' When you say this and this and ths,' hit him with the billy
 Now, of course the man, if he's any thing of an actor can do as he is told and shown, but I hold he should have the entire story in his mind before he even attempts to act his part in order to de it really capably I tell you, make them give me the scenarios of ev-
 erything I'm to do. When I have my
 own company I mean to write most oi
 my own plays. write a lot of them now
 Some are accepted-more are not. But
 I'm never discouraged"
 T suppose you are fairly swamped
 with letters?"
 "Well-a. I get quite few-but I never
 answer them. One time'-this came ir- relevantly-'T climbed down a rope from
 the seventh story!" f'gsMNz For mercy's sake, no. Tell me about it."
 Nothing to tell,'' Miss Fuller said tersey. T just did-thats all. But peo- pie who have things like that on their minds to do haven't any time to answer mash notes of any description. let me tell you"
 Then shyly she asked me if l wouldn't like to look through her treas trunk Girls, would you have? Of course I did. and we had lot of fun inspecting the odd collection of properties she has COL lected from here and there for use in her plays-tawdry. most of them, and not one but testified to the Individuality and taste of its owner.
 Then, because I knew she must be tired and anxious to clean up. said good-by Pretty, retiring. capable, am bilious little Mary Fuller. She's just as nice as the pictures say she is,