Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-06-29

on location the company had protested loudly
against the incessant drumming of the six
cylinders, with the result that Winnie had
been banished to distant spot.
Being alone in the woods made no appeal
to him. even though he could see the lights
of the camp. The motor kept him awake, too.
Yet he afraid TO leave his truck, lest
some vandal should tamper with the motor.
Tonight he found his sleeping spot, shanty
sufficiently far from the camp to save the
actors slumbers from disturbance. Mr. Napp
hooked up his generator slipped to the
ground, lighted a cigarette and stared un-
happily into the gloom
In the camp, poker and bridge anu music.
Six miles away, at Habersham, swell dance.
And here he was, miseraby alone. The more
he reflected upon that dance the more ir-
resistible became its appeal. He envisioned
himself appearing at the hall and announcing
himself as an important member of Midnight
Pictures Corporation. Inc. He knew he
would receive the warmest kind of q welcome.
MINE o'clock. Nothing to do. and 10 hours
in which to do it, Six miles away jazEy
music and pretty gals. And it struck him
then that his motor running anyway.
Gasoline was being used . . why shouldn't
that gas serve the purpose of conveying him
to the dance on the outskirts of Habersham,
and of later bringing him back? He smiled.
He would to it that the motor continued
to run while he danced, and no one in camp
would be the wiser.
Somehow-without knowing how he got
there-he was in the drivers seat of the
truck, purring along the road toward Haber-
sham and happiness. Whatever feeling of guilt
may have been in his bosom was momentarily
overshadowed by anticipation of pleasure.
TOe-tickling music and gay lights informed
him that he had arrived The pavilion stood
IN the midst of little grove. and Winnie could
aasA
dance floor. He whirled grandly IN at the gate.
parked his under the trees, left his motor
running and climbed down from his seat. A
large, rotund colored individual with a red
sash around his mezzanine was busting for
ward, face beaming. His eyes were focused on
the side of the truck
Midnight Pictures Corporation, Inc.
The Best in Colored Talkies.
Oficer r. Latimer, Priest.
Birmingham, Alabama.
"YOu is FUN the Midnight comp'ny?"
That's the most thing I is" sweled Winnie.
els you the PRESIDENT"
WELL no." answered Mr.. Napp mOdest1y.
"But in some ways has got a mao important
job than him.
"You is an actor?"
Gosh no. wouldn't be such"
"Then what is you?"
Use a technicker."
"a which?"
"A technicker. Ever since sound pitchers
come in Midnight has trained men to do their
technicking, an is the most feller that does
SUCH
Gee gosh! Amt you marvellous! An may
I ask yo' name?"
MY name is Mistuh Winnie Napp. Why"
Cause, Mistuh Napp, it does us proud 10
welcome you as our CUES at this 10th annual
dance of the Open Road Hiking an Barbecue
Sassiety of Habersham, Alabama; an If you
will design to come in take great pleasure in
straducin you to all the best-lookin'est gals
we has got which their name is lesion"
Winnie accepted eagerly. He was IN the grip
OF an exaltation which he had never before
known The fa+ 1ttL man hesitated for Just
a moment.
Amt you gwine turn of yo' motor, Mistuh
Napp?"
Winnie shrugged.
st reckon not
But you is wastin' gas"
"Sho1y. But where did you ever heah Of
fust-clasS movin pitcher compny that didn't
waste somethin'? An besides, If I leave INV