The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-10-04
REEL. TWO OF GREAT 6. 0.P. SLAPST|CK MOVIE, ENTITLED
 "LET US KISS AND MAKE UP'

nave represented this paltry, pltlIuI pill of the Progressive Party strugglign for a place at the pie counter ?'' Whereupon Wilcox, taking MT. Hughes by the ear, whispers, "Cause there -aint going to be no pie, you Boob; they're glad enough to get back thout no pie."
 Fade-in of Whitman, with the sub- title: The Tail Goes With the Hide. But what's the use? This picture positively must be seen! Your faith ill the impossible, your belief in per- petual motion will never be restored until you see it in this Movie. In real life 1t ust naturally aint so-in politics and the movies, it's different. From this on, to the end of the reel, Hughes plays the Heavy lead. His versatility amazes and delights. Jacob with his coat has nothing on this new stellar find. He is the protagonist of the genuine old-fashioned, dyed-in- the-wool, blown-in-the-bottle High Protective Tariff; and anti eight-hour day performer; a dispenser of public patronage; an anti-public-control-o public utilities; @ jingo of military preparedness; a taxer of the necessi- ties of life-but not diamonds or in- comes; corporation lawyer born and bred to the belief that from the White House the private, incorporate, Invisible Government that has made him what he is should control all Federal powers and all public domain. Or again, he is the Warrior-now clad in ARMOUR, conquering Mexico for a few Americans who own it; or, n Chi ino of Labor Law and every other real measure of progress which truly pro- gressive America prays for.
 The closing scenes "Unpar- alleled," "Unique," "Omnipotent,' dous." eMunsey and Measure got up the advertising matter). We'll, the closing scene is a humdinger.
 The business" takes place in the Garden of Daphne.
 In the foreground are Shoots, i Nymphs, Cranes, Roots,. Cannons Armadillos, Films, Guggenheims Satyrs,>Penroses, Barneses. In front o1 the Lodge is a little pool full of suckers and lambs are busy dodging bulls. Gosh, it's a great scene! More up-stage is special group, made up of $Baker $Julliard $Rock- efeller $Vanderlip sBliss $Bacon$ De- pew and $Joe Choate. In the middle of this group and on a little gold Diaz-with the legend $uber Allies across it's base-is John D. and J ierp. There is no motion in this group; they only look the part g. in strange contrast to the animated group in front who, led by Bill Taft and Teddy Rossenveld in their gyra. tions, Now form into two groups and pass back behind the Diaz $group$ tC a Throne-like-Altar on which till now has stood an enormous ?. When the two groups met in front of this throne altar, the $groups$ turn reverently ponderously, capitally, and Sly, an6 all, including Bill and Ted, and theil cohorts, salaam toward the ?. | It's the greatest ever!
 The |? slowly dissolves into the jul. I dicial face of CHARLES E-VASION HUGHES!
 At this point Director Root was heard to yell "Fan!' and instantly there could be heard the low buzz ot the General Electric. And the wind soughed gently through the One Hun dred Per Cent Candidates Whiskers There's action for you-ff not is- sues," chortled Rockefeller.
 As this scene is flashed on the screen, ushers-so says the dope-wil | distribute to all patrons handbills reading as follows:
 When I said a few months ago that my old corporation partner friend Hughes wouldn't dare leave the Bench lest he besmirch it's sacred ef- mine-I was misstook. And when gave as an even better reason why Charlie shouldn't 6e nominated thai nobody knows his views on anything .. will explain that when T. R finds good reason for trying to wish Hennery Cabbage Lodge on the Pro- gressive Party."-(Signed) Joseph H | Choate.
 s Some s Slapsstick 5 COMEDY s A reunion of the Lion eating the Lamb; get-together of the chie1 Cannibals; a love-feast of all the crooked alliances of all the crooked politicians for every crooked business a Movie Pic'her Party of a Committed of One Hundred of which ten mer alone are directors of a paltry Fifteer Billion Dollars, or more than twice the whole amount of money in circu lation in the whole American Union. In a word, ANY OLE THING TIC BEAT WILSON!