San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1924-03-02

Illustrated by jefferson Machamer

'Can you sptll your Wv IA name 90
asked, easy. The little fellow looked
at her then.
TX. A. Walker" he wrote.
Thanks" said Jane. What's the h
for?"
kid. to you" said the little lad.
"All right, Kid" she said. Now
listen. I'll leave. word with Jake to
give you a cup of coffee in the morn
ing"
He looked up at her quickly, then
crinncd. "Mucn obliged, Miss Jane.
But I'll have me a job before l get
hungry again"
"A iob!' Jane flashed me n look.
you've got a job, Kid, if you want
it." said, helping me shoot film on
the Idol lot. There's hot bath and
cool bed waiting for you at my hotel,
too. How about it!'
I've croaked," said the little fellow
softly. 1--WE croaked and gone to
Heaven. Come on, st. Peter. Good
night, angel. I'm going to dream about
YOU"
Out he vent, shaking his head,
puzzled-like.
Twill L locate Big Bill or one Of
the boys from Headquarters" l
whispered to Jane. Her gray eyes
turned dark and hard as slate. IF
hear of you tipping off anybody that
the Kid is the II guy, you're going to
change eating places or suffer an
autopsy" Her voice softened. I'll
take care of the Kid, Pete. Leave
him to me-
"How's the Kid making out with the
company" Jane asked me after the
Kids first week.
Aces. Tom Kush says he's, going
TO make q director out of him and the
boss threatens to put him In the Of
flee"
James eyes glanced at the Kid chin
ming with Louis Spinola.
Hes getting real plump, don't you
Think"
l grinned. Hes fatter than this
here old Egyptian mummy the papers
have, been printing so much about"
Billy Murray, the demon reporter,
coming in for his usual cup OF coffee.
told us. II interviewed decadent OF
his this afternoon"
He pointed to an article on the sec
ond page which announced the fact
that Prince Ptolemy Ptarmigan, ETC.,
who traced his ancestry back to the
mummy had stopped off for few days
in our beautiful city on the tour OF
the world he was making following his
graduation from an English uniyer-
sity.
Well, naturally, Monday morning
there were nineteen autos drawn up in
front of the Princes hotel, nineteen
men inside inviting the Prince TO visit
their own particular studio and, on
the sidewalk, nineteen cameras focused
on the front doors. When the Prince
finally emerged with my boss, nineteen
shutters started taking sixteen expo.
sures per second of dapper-dressed
Young putty colored gent with n va.
cant eye. Taking off his hat, he un.
covered long sleek black hair, parted
in the middle and oiled down straight
toward large, unornamental ears. And
then he screwed a monocle into his
off-eye. and emitted "Extraordin'ry"
in hand picked Piccadilly accents.
$50 that's all that's left of long
line of Kings" grinned the Kid at my
elbow. looking at a genuine Egyp-
tan, / began TO understand why Cleo
patra fell for foreigner. Why do
you suppose he picked on our out
fit?" &
In the car on our way back to the
studio / explained to the Kid that the
Idol company would soon be pulling an
Egyptian film. inspired by the pub
Lefty given Tut-ankh-amen.
We'll take the action scenes and
close-ups here in California" l told
him. "and fill out the rest of the pic
ture with long shots of the pyramids,
the Sphinx, the muddy banks of the
sacred Nile and any other suitable
scenes we can buy from the news week
" companies libraries. i suppose the
boss beat the bunch by asking the
Prince for his personal advice and sug-
gestions."
"Kidding himself or. the Primo"
kidding nobody. The film we'll
shoot today. following the Prince all
over our lot, will bring heavy money
from aforementioned news weekly COM
panies."
The next Afternoon we escorted our
distinguished visitor into the projec-
ton room to show him how he looked
to others. L was surprised to hear be-
find me in the dark room the boss's
voice while the film was being run
off.
II wish ] knew some way to per-
suade your Highness to play the lead
ing part in NY new picture. I rea-
lie that money is no object
MY dear sir. the amount of money
L. -. ok,oot