Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1918-12-30
AN EVENING WITH
THE JOY-KILLER
AT THE MOVIES

i've saw this picture before: tain't
as good as others of this kind I've saw
but tain't so bad either"
1t was the familiar voice of an old
acquaintance-the Man Who Persists
in Taking the Joy Out of the Movies
For You by Informing Everyone With
in Hearing What the Next Act viii
BE. This is his full name but il is
shortened by many people to a more
expressive and less charitable title.
This man is widely travelled and is
to be found at some time in every mo-
ton picture theatre in the country, big
or little. He was at the Colonial the
other night and was in the best of
form. A crowded house, with no va
cant seats. gave his audience no OPP
portunity to escape him. His girl COM
panion was a shy young thing who
basked in the reflected glory of his
superior knowledge and allowed his
monologue to run on uninterrupted
IT'S a kind of Indian picture but
they amt no real Indians in it," came
the disillusioning information. "One
of them though-the fellow that plays
chief-looks a whole lot like a real In
dian. But / have been among the In
dians and they can't no actor fool
me.
There, that's the he-row-een, she's
the daughter of the chief; she's purity
good. too, only she don't look nothing
like an Indian girl Some o. them
there Indian girls is sure swell look
ers.
She's stuck on that fellow she's
meetin' there now but he ain't no
good; he's yellow and amt much
stuck on her though she thinks he is; /;
you'll see after bit
This guy here-he's the Indian
agent-he's kinda stuck on the girl
but she don't know it and he's friend
of this other guy. Purity soon you'll
see a preacher come ridin' up on a
mule-they call 'em Rocky Mountain
canaries out in the Indian country
and the old boy goes in the house and
takes hooker out of bottle with the
other two fellows just as though he
wasn't preacher. Preachersr just
the same as anybody else out west
There, that's the chief of the Indian
tribe Looks like an Indian all right
until you get close then you can see
the difference. He's goin' to ask his
daughter to be the queen of some
dance-i"s a kind Of a war dance /
guess-and then he gives her some
kinda dope to drink but she won't do
it cause she's in love. So he wants
her to tell him who the guy is but she
won't do it, The old chief. he thinks
this government agent is the man and
makes him marry this girl Then he
tells his Indians and they're goin to
kill this government agent
Little later on you'll see the Indians
surrounding the house SOS to kill the
government man. Fore they do il
though the old chief he finds out that
this other guy is the man and he stops
the Indians Then this other guy
slips out o. the house and hops on his
horse to make getaway but the old
chief sees him and plugs him with his
rife.
Amt none of the people in the pic
ture real. Them cowboys you'll see
after bit probably never saw a steer
They're pretty good riders but they
amt in it with the real thing like I've
saw out in Montana. Believe me, them
birds can ride. Them things on their
legs? Why, them's snaps. You see
they wear 'em to protect their legs
when they ride in among the steers.
Lets go. They're couple o. more
reels or so but I've told you how it was
goin' to end up and they amt any use
in staying"
His companion agreed. So did his
other auditors.
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