The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-06-22
ssTHE GOOD OLD DA XS"

had to get permission of the major to stay, and were compelled to check all Of our guns and ammunition with the military. A western picture not being much good without a lot of shooting in it, we had to pull wires to get the guns out again, but we weren't allowed any ammunition The picture was The Wild Man" and from the way the summer visitors looked at us we might all have come straight from the jungle
 The first time Tom santschi wore his makeup the whole camp was scared to death Jean Ward was to come running out of the brush, screaming bloody murder, with the wild man after her. About two hun dred people were watching us. not knowing what was coming. When Jean came tearing down the h1ll, shr1eking like mad, with Tom roaring folks take to their heels! I'll bet some of them are running yeti That night Tom got an official order from the commandant, saying he was not to appear on the trails, or where any one could see him, in that sort of get up. can see Tom yet, sitting up in the rocks, where he was ordered to makeup, and cuSSing his head off the next year we went to Yosemite Say--we could have had the whole place for nothing! Folks had seen our pictures during the winter and
 
 Wild Cats.
 San Clemente Island. off Santa Barbara was a faVor1te spot The first time we were there, Tom and l bunked in a tent together, right near the mess tent. The first night was awake all night listening to something roofing around our commisSary. They sgd it was wild cats and wild boaCs. I got to thinking about it pretty hard, and next night I came out of a trou- Ibled sleep to see Tom reared up on one elbow with his eyes glaring and his hair on end. He was looking right at me too.
 What is it?'' whispered, and my heart started pounding on my ribs
 With that he shook a threatening finger at me and said:
 Do that again, you--So and so, and so and so---and out you go!'' - Do what?'' You know what. Do it again and out you goi Get me?"
 We'll, Tom was no weakling and I got him all right. I stayed awake all that night to for fear he'd throw me out to the boars and wild cats.
 Next morning Frances Boggs, the director. asked: What was Tom do ing to you? Carving you up or some thing?" What was doing to him? Ask him what he was doing to mei'
 It seems had had the nightmare dreamed that the wild cats and Tom
 
 fell over a cliff in the middle of it. i When came to that part I let out | m awful scream and Tom, who never | was scared of anything in his life woke out of a good sound sleep all a-tremble He never did forgive me
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 Well, things went along like that | Cor several years. In the meantime, 8iograph and Vitagraph and others 1ad started up and Selig had put up | he first buildings of what is now znown as the Se1ig Zoo. The same old bunch hung together until our iirecIor was killed out there one day. came pretty near to being murder d myself We were all in the office. Soggs, Se1ig and some others, when crazy Jap janitor burst in and com nanced shooting up the place. He got Boggs and shot Selig in the arm, | before Tom jumped in and disarmed l ainf.
 Pictures had begun to get down to l | science by that time, and more and | nore of the speaking stage actors | Joined the ranks. gave up all | bought of going back to the legiti- nate, and when Goldwyn offered me | l contract I said to my wife:
 Mother, III just sign up and we'll | have a place somewhere near the l studio where the kids can go tc school | and there won't be any more of this | ;rafpsing- around the country We'll | nave a regular home of our own md we have