The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-02-04
THE WILLIAMSON SUBMARINE PICTURES
 UNDER A FEMININE MICROSCOPE
By DOLLY DALRYuP,.E

No one can frequent the Movies | without gasping at the dangerous and | difficult feats performed by those who
 participate in them
 | Climbing mountains, escaping from
 burning buildings running away iron | raging, tearing horses and herds of cat
 about in mid ocean or submerged in hun.
 dreds of feet of greenish blue water are only a few of the dangers encountered.
 Open your eyes under deep sea water
 and what do you find? You who know
 the water and have "been there so to | speak
 | few inches of green translucence l criss-crossed with snarks of sea weed, and if you've the nerve to bear the sting
 and smart of salt, you may stare blindly about you until you spy staggering sea
 folk, crabs and sharks and wonderful; I fish with "court trains," while others with | little short, saucy Annette Kellerman bathing suits on, will wriggle past, ac- | companied by gentleman fish arrayed as l the French men say. in zee altogether" | while crabs ard turtles and similar gen. try fit ghost-like across your retina. That's all And you spend the rest of the day bathing your suffering "Mazdas'' with rose water and wondering why you were so forsaken an idiot as to get all that sand in your eyes, anyway In view of all this discomfort, which you plainly remember, suppose you "drop in' at the Majestic this week Of. course, you'n go with a sheer in Un1Ir hot Ioe, Williamsons for their submerged view of | possible catfish or two, a few snaky spirals of seaweed mngled with s1, 600, 600 worth of deep sea infusoria Qsn't that nice word ?-the sort you get in your eyes when you and Willie off the Yacht" dive about in the briny deep up round Atlan- tic City or thereabouts You begin to make an excuse for get ting away the first time the lights are of, and then you pat yourself on the back for achieving an altruistic act of pure friendship to the management for bringing such instructive pictures to the city, and presently you stumble into your seat.
 All at once you find yourself forgetting all about the outside world, and suddenly you are transported through marvellous tube-like arrangement that sends you far from the madding crowd into the limbo of things forgot.
 You sit in a dream of deep sea changes, looking clearly through 30 or 40 or 50 or 60 feet of water. not down upon the mar vels of the ocean, but heart to heart with them as if you were standing on seaweed itself, or floating midway between the crest of the waves overhead, and the sandy bottom.
 Breathlessly you watch wonder after wonder of the mysterious deep unfolded as clearly as if you were looking into toy aquarium. at a wiggly gold fish with a shining, shimmering, gown on.
 Carnivals of deep marvels pass be- fore you, all leading up to a final thrill of a fight between fierce. homely, hun gry Cassius-like looking shark and a sub- marine hero, which is doing the incaucla- ble, the impossible, the incredible. right before your eyes.
 "Cabara, with it's smoking Aetna" that gave you heart failure when you saw 1t. is forgotten.
 You sit forward in your seat anl almost shriek:
 Help that poor fellow so there won't be another Jonah and the whale story en- acted here"
 And then you realize that if you shouted