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Hope, Laura Lee

"The Moving Picture Girls at Oak Farm or, Queer Happenings While Taking Rural Plays"


"Und I forgif him, too," spoke the German. "Only he must now use his
axe again und get me out of dis. I am helt fast yet!"
This was true enough, for the branches, though not heavy enough to
have caused any injury, were quite thick, and fairly hemmed Mr.
Switzer in.
"Better let me lop off a few," suggested Sandy, and they agreed that
as the chopping would have to be done quite close to the imprisoned
one, a more expert hand had better do it.
Sandy quickly had cut a way so the actor could emerge, and at Mr.
Pertell's suggestion Russ made moving pictures of it.
"I'll have a new scene written in the play to fit this," the manager
said. "Mr. Bunn, I think you might climb that tree over there," and
he indicated one within range of the camera.
"Climb a tree! Me!" exclaimed the actor. "What for, pray?"
"Well, I'll have a scene fixed up to indicate that the party gets
lost in the woods, and you climb a tree to see if you can spy any
landmarks to lead them out of their plight. Just shin up that tree,
if you please, and put your hand over your eyes when you get up high
enough to see across the tops of the other trees. You know--register
that you are looking for the path."
"I refuse to do it!" cried Wellington Bunn. "To climb a tree is
beneath my dignity.


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