Bisbee daily review. [volume] (Bisbee, Ariz.) 1901-1971, 1918-03-17

to the edge OF the porch. "Taste-i"
called out the director, who was bend-
ing forward with his hands on his
knees like a shortstop on the baseball
field
Look up morel Now look little
to the right Slowerl FASTER LOOK
dcwn Smilel Pause! Now go on
Slow-er-erl Slow-wl"
She was at the gate now.
Go ahead and unfasten il. Now
stopi SIGHT Do II againI Head beck
and shoulders up and down more!
Drop the corners of your mouth 1T
tie, Now drop your head Out you
90, Turn slowly Swing your hat
a littlel Look back At the house.
Now fasteri ALL right All over!"
Il was done. Just an hour fof this
scene. The director sssgcd back IN
his camp chair. The camera man
lighted another cigarette. The &C
ccrdien player laid down his instru-
ment and picked up a cartridge belt
and dirk knife and departed for the
open stage to kill a tenderfoot The
girl with the yellow hair took a hand
mirror from her bag and took a little
look and patted her hair and smiled
a little and then threw a cloak over
the dressing room.
The newspaper man turned to go
away.
When that picture is thrown upon
the screen in some theatre soma day
people will look with pleasure and
admiration at the beautiful yellow
haired maiden with eyes OF a saint
and sigh o. martyr and they will be-
d It, Of lnI
down those steps and smiled and sigh
I'd and waved her straw hat by its
ribbons. But this newspaper man
KNOWS that while her body did
these things in the flesh, it was that
director who walked from that cot
tage; walked in the spirit paused.
smiled. sighed. moved end had his BE-
ing in that beautiful clay.
And what does IL require. this news
paper man wonders. and how long
does il take to film big scene. with
many actors in 1t. and thrills and
difficult situations and climaxes. Lit
tie does the man in the audience
know of the time and trouble and toll
behind each scene upon the screen
From Universal City the newspaper
man drove across the flats to Venice
by the sea. They may not have much
landscape around Los Angeles, and
their roads and villas and terraces
and show places may have been built
by nan. but the Lord Himself laid
out TIE sea for them. and the beaches.
end made the big waves AMI the lit
tie ones come up out of the blue
depths of the mysterious west and
laugh and weep and die upon tn
bosom of the white sand.
Venice is only a child's playhov
built of frail and gorgeous blocks uTl
tire edge OF the mighty waters. AT
one has stood motionless for an VI
looking out across the restless
of the ocean deem. one turns ack
and walks through this play 1use
town scarce seeing its fret ar ~
ter or seeing its gilded fitting me
immensely OF the ocean has ea'eu
immense dreams and the strsh y.
the ocean has shown the wesness y,
man How humble and ru anu
thoughtful il makes one WaiA
awhile BY the sea All thelys.erles'
the ecstacy and sorrow of Z uhiVerSe
are hidden back of that 81. .hat Nel,s
the deep. Venice-bahl ms siinprS
newspaper man did nosee " an
Was never there.
That night the newSper man anu
his friend went TO onpoI tne Los An
geles cabarets. This fieno' VINO hau
had the stomach ach the aay oeiore'
had the head ache tat night anu We
looking forward d'kly 10 an ear
ache on the morrc' 30 nsi1nei u's
conversation Or + presence Nese
very inspiring. Fl every one eise
there seemed. ia man might Juos
from outward sfming, TO De glad am
gay. The hercand the heroine lrou
the countless movie stunlos roule
about were tpra IN fuii force ana 81
feet. After vrk one must play. Stre-
Nv one mich go far and not see such
a bright al brilliant throng OF talr
women anfbrave men But THIS mum
he newspaper man did not enjoy II
vary mucl Whether 1t was because
his frien had so many ailments
that the trombone horn in the orches-
ira droned out the barber snop
minors O the first tenor in the quar-
tette hedOes not know.
uom. again. home again, jog-e-ty-
iCg rey come Odch uclSf
Bisbeepilgrims, signing and sore pc
cause hey had TO leave Los Angeles
and Is gay pleasures and glory chm
sts Blind them. But not this news
name man. II rains too much there
To, much drizzle. The wind Is 100
cold The suburbs are too flat. The
rate of dishes and the clack OF
tonmes and the blast Of the tromooh
n, in the cabarets do not chord
win the auartette melody. Too much
nose and TOO little music. But the
Devsraper iran will always remember
Win dsep interest and abiding wonde
tlp lights that transformed that 81,
WITH yellow hair in the unVerS.
sudio and how that directors spr.
made her body a pawn to move aoul
mon his screen and reflect MS e,o
tins and flame with his fire. Ane.ne
nrmorv of the blue Pacific breSins
npon the white beach fingers stl'l
like the dim white lights aloE ''e
track Of a beautiful dream. s,
But as for Los Angeles itsel-Pi'iie
and fudgei