The Moving Picture Girls Under the Palms / Or Lost in the Wilds of Florida
w! In positio
verhead, and at the sides of them hissed powerful electric lights, and in front of th
m Mr. Pertell, the stage director, as
with iron-gray hair, n
uss!" Mr. Pert
ed one of the actors, with
Mr. Switzer?" asked the direct
rs dot I haf to offer mine enemy in
oks?" and he looked around for the property man, who had to pro
portant, legal-looking papers, with seals on. Mr. Swit
ed the property man, and a little
, Russ," ordered the stage director, w
it, Ruth?" asked one of the young actresses-a pretty gi
e. But it isn't of
stn't talk any more. I
icked away at the handle of his camera, the long strip of film moving behind the lens with a whirring so
e New York studio of the Comet Film Company,
part of it was being "filmed" now-the interior
ddenly exclaimed the operator. "Fi
age was repaired, and the play went on. It was, in the main, a
ll take a rest now. This will be our last New York play for
rse voice, and it was evident that he had some throat affection. In fact, it was the ailm
e of tentative plans for a drama down there when we were in the backwoods. Now I have ev
ctor, with a strikingly good-looking face
im,-a girl with merry, brown eyes. "Will you take me
, Alice,"
while you're about it?" inquired
ooked sharply at Miss Laura Dixon, w
ossoms!" laughed the young fellow
sk Mr. Pertell a lot of questions about where we're going,
oing," went on Mr.
ce seemed to indicate that he lived more on vinegar than on the milk
. Sneed, pray?" the m
ships and dangers acting in moving picture
ely there!" exclaimed Miss Pearl
actor with the grouch." He was always finding fault. "Lovely alligators!" he sn
ompany looked rather serious at this
e going where there are no alligators; but I'll pay anyone who is i
nd fond of money. "But I'm not going to stand a very big b
tes, at the rate of a thousand dollars a big
y. As I said, we leave by steamer for St. Aug
e taken in St. Augustine?"
or. I expect we may go to a plac
exclaimed Alice De
d Mr. Pertell. "Are y
field, when we were preparing to make the ice and snow dr
so!" agr
ee, however, is only one of the interior places we sh
-see the sights of St. Augustine; will we not?" as
a new member of the company, rather a "dudish" sort of chap, and not, as ye
quired to do much acting in front of the camera; for, after the outdoor scenes in connection with the c
ing care of such films as he would send back from the interior of Florida, since none would be developed there. This work would have to be
g as he reached the steamer, which lay at her dock in
small moving picture camera. He had an idea he
good. Oh, by the way, did Mr. Towne arrive? H
he last I saw of him he was looking
the manager, "but he does well in certain
ght coming aboard gradually grew less. Whistl
ry, and there was a hurried departure of those who h
bers of the company who were not to make the trip, for Mr. Pertell employed a large number of actors, a
g, but presently she began forging ahead under her own steam, moving
the port side, looking down into the water. A little in advance of them stood Mr. To
ted in each other," rema
in common," added Alice-
uth, straightening a bow she wore. "Y
do I, for that matter. But I don't go to
utioned her sister, for Alic
er curiously in the direction of our friends. Then Miss Dixon
med Mr. Towne, in his exaggerated Engl
. "If I thought so I'd go ask them wha
ged Ruth, who di
iminish, and Mr. Towne was now fairly roaring with merriment. He laughed so
overboard, his arms and legs wildly waving, and his cane flying far out into th
overb