Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, February 25, 1922, Page 2

SURNNINRIR “THUNDERCLAP" AT REX' TONIGHT, SUNDAY, MONDAY Those who were at the opening of ‘shown in “The Love “Thunderclap” at the Central theater New, York 'City, must know that a sporting crowd :attended: - It looked as though all the racing fans, base- ball: followers and others-of the: fra ternity were gathered there to wel- come the_great race track, photo-1] was received with enthusiasm. . - _ The next morning the ncwspapers dramn. The spectaculer production carried column_after column on the mnew feature: - They-all seemed unani- ‘mous in. the opinion that the grea race scene and the thrill in the rapids are the two most spectacular scenes ever filmed. They praised the photog- rapher for soma wonderful shots, and had more to cay about the production in - general than' is customary. Ex- ng and unusual might sum up c_he picture’s qualities. However, opin- jon is reserved until its - first show- ing here at the Rex theater today. The Broadway advent of the pic- ture has cleared up-rumors that have been circulating in filmdom. It had ‘been - observed that ‘certain directors and members of the Fox production staff -had suddenly become interest- ed in places where games of chance < are played. They were seen at the race. track, at the fights, and in cer- tein ‘gaming houses. Long ‘nosed persons wanted to know what it was all about. | Some ventued to guess and the guesses.soon became rumors. Now, however, . they, know that the ¥ox staff was simply in search, for -atmosphere and looked for it-in its natural . place. To start to sing the praises of Ma Carr of “Over the Hill” fame is-use- loss. - She has gone -down in film history as the ‘great mother” and need mo further introduction. - She portraying the part of a paralytic. In ~iumphs, -.agdin in “Thunderclap,” test of her histrioni¢ ability Mrs. Carr was given a part where she is depriv- ed of the use of her hands and lips. Mrs. Cerr makes her facial and eyes expression do the work of both. Manager Brinkman in nynkmg th'e \arrangements for the showing of this super-feature signed 2 contract with its producer, but_could only get the privilege of showing it at his theater he tan hold it here after that time, for three days. It is. doubted that although he has made several at- tempts to do so. Mr. Brinkman said that he had ‘received reports on: “Thunderclap”. from theater owners in New York and they state it is a picture that™ will draw crowds into every: theater that it plays. . © Paul H. Sloane wrote -the scenario, and Richard Stanton directed it, with George Lane. at the .camera. Paul Willis. is. the hero.with Violet. Mer- gerean as. the heroine. J. Barney " Sherry, John Dalcy Murphy, Walter McEwan, and others in the sup- porting cast, - Little. Carol Chase i3 the .child who pleases with her baby winiles, and a colored lad by the namg *.of , Thomas McCann supplies most of the ‘drollery. “THE MAN FROM LOST ] :-RIVER” TODAY AND SUNDAY -The .great: northwest wopds - are really ‘the central influence in the latest Goldwyn, picture, “The . Man From Lost River,” which will be pre- sented-at the Grand theater tonight and Sunday. The action of Kathar- jne Newlin Burt's photoplay takes place in_a lumber camp where the men lead crude lives close to nature. The softening: influence of women is absent, though in the camp dwells an orphan girl, the pride of the men. Into this group comes a sophisticated easterner who falls in love with the girl and marries her. The dramatie conflict entwines the camp foreman, who ' has ‘silently adored -the girl all the while; and it is the unworthiness off her husband in a time of crisis that both removes him from the scene and shows the girl the worth of a no- ble man’s love, % | One of the marvelous scenes in this| Frank Lloyd production shows the . lumberjacks in the act of felling a; giant tree. The picture was_taken | on Lake Huntington, in the Sierras,! on the government reservation there. ! Swift action, a bold and vigorous: - plot, . characters primitive -and ele- mental in their loves and hates give | - red-blooded reality to. “The Man From ! Lost River,” the Goldwyn photoplay | by the author of “The Branding Iron™ | House Peters, Frita ! Allan Forrest, have the leading roles. Frank Lloyd directed it- B ——— | t “A MAN’S HOME! AT THE { ELKO TONIGHT, SUNDAY What ig heralded as one of the big- | gest photoplay attractions of the year will be 'seen at the Elko theater to-, night, also Sunday matinee and evi . ning. “A Map’s Home,” a new Sel: nick Special will be sereened. : The story of “A Man’s Home,” was written by Anna, Steese Richardson and Edmund Brees ment writer of maga: lecturer before women's clubs, : the latter a well-known actor of both stage and screen. Ralph Ince direct-| ed the pictarg and the cast includes| . among others, Harry T. Morey, Kath-| “lyn Williams, Paire .Binney, Matt Moore, Roland Bottomley, Grace! Valentine and Margarct Sedden. | The story of “A Man’s Home” is| declared to be a reficetion of home | life in America. The axiom in s | ¢ lish law that “a man’s home is his castle and he hag a vight to .defend | it,” while not the basis of the ‘plot.; . has-a bearing on the progress of the | details. The Selznick organization | declares that the appeal of the pie-} " ture is to the Amervican's love of home. 1 JAZZ CRAZE SATIRIZED I IN “THE LOVE CHARM”| “On_with the dance,” seems to be| the motto of the younger generation today. New capers in the terpsicho- rean art nre matters of everyday 1 port, and a gir] would. rather shown méw steps than given a box of E NEWS OF THE THEATRES v'| altogether. “eommitted “during, the .inv: i Brunette nnd;. L s \ \ candy—because very:likely: she’s try- ing to get thin, anyway! * A bunch of: very allg‘adern boys and arm” the Real- ‘art- picture of ‘which ‘Wanda Hawley girls at their favorite. diversion' are 13 the star.and,whichi will ap%enr next Monday and Tuesdsy at the Elko the- ater. X T It’s a slow “toddler”! who ' can’t ick up‘a new. ghiver or two from see- ng this - picture., . Director Heffron caught the very spirit of, the party, ‘which is supposed ‘to.be :a’ group of young folks_enjoying .themselves to the' himit, ‘and incited to ‘their best *hoofing” by the: presence:of a new girl, who shakes a’naughty shoulder, erself. Some of the best professional tal- ent of Los Angeles appears in the scenes. Mollie McGowan, who at- tained reputation for beauty and abil- ity in Christie comedies; Eddie Jones, exhibition dancer at a localicafe, and |’ Bob Wayne, “jazz juvenile” are the bright particular stars of dance. ‘Warner Baxter is the leading man in “The Love Charm,” and 'the other prominent players in Miss Hawley’s support include Mae Busch, Dick Ros- i‘gn,aSyIviu Ashton and Carrie Clarke ard. . Sir_ Arthor Kelth, the British ab- thropologist, anuounces that the Eng- lish .face is changing. Ceunturies ago, when: food was tough, it seems that: the . English ~ jaw was big,’ strong, square, and-firm; but today the jaw is narrowing, and -as a consequence the shape of the face is being altered the English caricaturists, who have always represented John Bull as not only square-headed, but square-jawed also, The French caricaturist, who loved to deplet him with a.lantern face, may clalm to have been a prophet as well as an artist. This is serious news for | GERMAN OFFICERS ARE TRIED | None of Defendants Can Be Reached —General Sentenced to Five Years. Paris—People of the north of France whose territory was so long occupicd by the enemy, have not forgotten or forgiven the Germans for theélr ' ex- 20sses in the war. A war council at Lille has just passed a number. of sentences ngainst German officers and soldiers for crimes jon. ;The condemned ‘were not: present -to be | tried, so that these-sentences can only e put-into effect 1 one-of-the-guilty persens ‘should be arrested in France, General: Muller, onc-of -those absent, was condemned; to, fivi ars’ imprison. ment and 500, francs, fine for stealing objécts of avtland furgiture &t Cau- ary. . ‘ [ i Puzzling Murder - Mystery . Is Ungovered by Cat of a cat.to.get out of-a win- dow at Warwood, a suburb, led to the discovery of an unsolved murder. Thomas Panlach, for- ty, was found on the floor by those who went to release "the “cat. The ‘man’s head was al- most severed. An ax and razor lay nearby. Thrift stamps and stocks te “the value of sev- eral thousand dollars were not touched. Wheeling.—The frantic efforts l i . A very iucky strike - for William Tell, Jr. One of the luckiest in history, when you con- sider the consequences. LUCKY STRIKE, ‘When we, discovered the toasting process six years '/ ago, it was a Lucky Strike for us. At Why? Because now millions of smokers prefer the special flavor of the Lucky Strike Cigarette — because l-t_;; Toasted* K—which ceals in the delicious Burley flavor And also because it's Ko Wrcicss oee @ :t'of which were.gray and weatherbeat- »words. The bands of John Moreland | shaking and hoarse and choked, “T'd ¢ Alexander Crayficld Coal corp'ration— (Continued from last issue) Elizabéth™ turned and started out the snowy crest of the mountain, wend- ing her way here and -there between clumps of -snow-heavy laurel and ivy and under, snow-heavy pines. After a quarter of an hour gf this somewhat difficult traveling, the two drew. up be- fore a small inclosure made of round oaken posts aud round open railings und hand-split and peinted oaken pal-- ings as high as a man’s shoulders, all e Elizabieth knew the spot well, She swung the gate stiflly open on its wood- en hinges-and steppéd inside. Old Dale, trembling in every fiber, followed her. | uis face was very, very pale. : Before them' were two snow-covered | mounds bordered with, the dead stalks of - flow another year—marigolds, pretty-by-nights, zinnias.. Near the two graves there grew bare-branched wild honeysuckle and redbud, and green-leaved lauvel, which in the sum- mer time were covered with beautiful and fragrant blossoms of golden yel- low, royal purple, and waxen white. At the head of one mound a‘great, rough- ly-shaped slab of brown sandstone marked the last resting place of Davin Moreland’s _young wife;. it 1. been lettered by David Moreland bimself, and it was a crude but sincere tribute to womankind. 2 On the face of the other great slab of brown sundstone were chiseled other ill-shaped letters -and misspelled had. done this. Old John Dale stepped unsteadily closer and. read: { HEAR LAYS DAVID MORELAND THE BEST MAN GOD © " EVVERMAID . KILLED “BY JOHN K CARLILE * " MAY,cop Y 'DAM HIS SOLE _ 1t was a living curse, a breathing curse—a - terrible ‘anathema.. -1f ‘dead David Moreland himself “had - arisen from the tomb and uttered It, it would not have struck:John. K.:Dale with greater force. He' grew - weak, as though with a fatal sickness. He sauk to his knees in the snow, and his iron- gray head fell forward to his breast. Elizabeth Littleford knelt in the snow beside him. She trled to find comfort- Ing ‘words, for she loved him and was sorry for him, but mo words would come. There was aslight sound, the muf- Ned breakiug .of a dry twig in the snow- just beyond the palings in frout of them, Elizabeth Littleford looked up to see the glant figure of John Moreland, whose face was white and whose eyes were filled with the fire of bate and anger, who held a rifle’in’ his cold, 'baré hands. The rifle’s hammer came back, and the fine trigger caught it with a faint click. Moreland took another step forward and leveled the. weapon. across the palings. “Ef it was any use fo' ye to pray, Carlyle,” he said, and his voice was ok give ye time. But it ain’t no use at all. Look up. " Face it. Try to be a man fo' one second in yore low-down life.” 01d Dale raiscd his head, saw Davld ! Moreland’s brother, and realized all there was to vealize. His eyes widened a little;. then a look of relief flitted across. his heavy countenance.- “Shoot and even up the score,” he said bravely, and his head was high. “According to your code, it Is just. And T'll be able to forget at last, at last. So shoot and settle the account.” Moreland winced perceptibly. The big, crooked finger came way from the hair-fine trigger. He had never expect- ed-to hear the man whom he knew as John K. Carlyle say that which be had Just ‘said. It had never eutercd. hig | Littleford’s every word had borne the | all. And he's Sorry, John Moreland, this man is—s0 sorry that he wants to die; and cain’t ye see it, John More- land?" R : She caught her breath again .and continued tearfully: “Oh, he don't| desarve to be killed, and ¢f he did— you're too good a wan to-kill him. He's done paid—you don’t know, like I do, how he's paid. You musto't fo'get that. And you mustn't’ fo'get Bill: Dale, his sor. ut down that gun, John Moreland! Yore people is saved, as David wanted ‘em. saved. i d-d-don’t- 'go and s-s-spoil it all, fo' God’s sake?!” The. big mountaineer's eyes .were wide with amazement, for Elizaheth, ring:of truth, He was too dazed to understand -her “allusion to. Bill Dale as his olQ enemy’s son, The rifle came back from across the palings, and its steel-shod butt found a place in the snow beside John Borelaud’s foot, Slowly John K. Dale arose aud drew close to him, and then from John K. Dale’s soul came pouring (he pent-up anguish of -remorse that had seared it through the years. The tor- rent of words. flowed. on, while the mountaineer stood - rigidly. regarding " him,_ with-a strange light in bis pierc- ing eyes. 2 “I can’t ask you 'to forgive mc'"i Dale_finished brokenly. *“I don’t ex-| pect forgiveness; my crime was too great. But can’t-you, for the sake of the boy, let me keep on 'trying to atone for my sin®” John Moreland' 'looked' long - and : ‘searcliingly into the face of the plead- Ing iman before. him...The bitter struggle that.was going on within' hirh | was s mirrored.: on- his' rugged. coun: tenance. - But.gradually’ the- bitteiness | faded; :his huge* frame: trembled; he put a hand slowly down on the other’s shoulde . S “The¢ boy,” he muttered—"Bill Dile: is he yore'boy? - Yore mame was Car- Iyle. then—""" . {4 pat “My boy,” yes=—my*:boy, Bill Dale. Carlyle Is an’old-famlly name, My ( father wus" at ‘the ‘héad “of a’ big coal.| concern; he sent me down here in- cognlto. to get a-line on the Moreland vein,” Maybe, he thought 'the ' price would .be high 1f'1t were known that he wanted it; I don’t know, I—I can't remember.” SR Ben - Littleford's ‘.. daughter - was watching closely, hoping- against hope,’ praying to heaven with all her heart; and then she saw John K.. Dale put his right hand_ up to John Morelund'l‘ i YIRS~ “The Boy,” He Muttered—“Bill Dale; | Is' He Yore Boy? Yore Name Was . Carlyle Then—" mind _that John K. Carlyle could Le SOrTY. ; Then. the: great and bitter désire for revenge, rushed: into: his brain again, and his head went down,:and. his keen right oye 10oked along thé: sights’and to the kneeling man's breast. ' His tiig- ger finger ‘began slowly. to crook— Until this iostany “Elizabeth. Little- ford had been ds one’ frozen, had been’ as a figure carved in stone. Now she sprang to her feet and went between Moreland and his ancient enemy. “Put ’at gun down—wait antel I tell ye, John Moreland, what I've got to telt yel” shecried tensely, lapsing into the old dialect in her excitement. While Moreland stared, she went on: ! “It wasn't Newton Wheatley ‘at put up the money to start yvore coal mine a-goin’; it was this man aere! And the whl_ch has béen u-payin’ you two prices fo, yore cciul—that was this man here! Mr. Hayes was his—his ally throuzli It hand, take it and press it—and she saw’: ‘Jolm Moreland, :bis bearded mouth jerking, give the answering «squeeze ‘that: meant Soiething very ukin to forgiveness. She ran out at the gate, ran up to the glant- hillman and ‘put her arms around his neck;- she drew his great brown head down and ‘kissed him on the -cheek. -And John-Moreland let his:rifle’ fall unnoticed to the snow, ! put his arms around her shoulders as though she were his own daughter, howed his head and sobbed out a | few ‘words she did ot ‘understand. i i L T T e D (Continued in Next Issue) A headline remarking, “Women are | better. ot married than single,” will} evoke many .a bitter smile from. the| lids who have to surrender their pay “Now | “| most filiterate nation,” basing his aver- ment on census figures showing more | he comes; ho is not, therefore, to-be than 6,000,000 ‘of “our people " WhO ! clasced as iliterate. Illiteracy is not ‘| neither. read nér write the: English | g matter of one's geographic Jocation tongue, ‘of whom ‘128,000 {nhabit’ New Iat a particular time., It is a matter] Jersey. It.is.well to urge,as Mr. Boyer': of i equcation’ in the mother tongue.. “these Dersons ‘ premier Briand was not illiterate be- he came to Washington with a ‘| should’ be:taught atly illiterdte | scanty,.equipment of English!in_his envelopes ‘unopengd - every: Satarday ‘night, 3 p2 A3 =S :3 | ot WHAT IS ILLITERACY? if they cann A;new: definition of illiteracy seems |the Philadelphia I'ublic Ledger. club that the -United States is "lhai did: so_ feelingly, th | But t_fié;“ne_ "ot Ménday: Night FEB. 27th 8:15P. M. use our . tongue. ! eqyuse A REAL “SPECIAL” SHOWIN Matinee, 2:30—10c & 25¢ DT M e Lo e It now, observes 1e " |to-be necded. The superintendent of the | 5 American goes o Poland, .or Atfantic City schools tells the Rotary | Czechoslovakia or Serbla, or Russia and- finds himself unable to use tho, language of the people among whom portw glot 'foreigner, proficicnt in several tongues butinexpert’in’ ours, might } justly.wax indigoant if he were called illiterate for want of skill in our form of speech. The same young woman_who turns’ on .the porch’ light, before marriage, so that her “sweetle” won't ‘slip-and £all, turns off the ball light, after mar- riage, to see if he will stuinble on the stairs. 2%, 2 WHAT HE WORKS FOR— - ' WHAT HE FIGHTS FOR " WHERE HIS LOVE LIES! from the play by Ana Steese Richardsorand Edmund Breesf The Greatest Domestic Drama Ever Screened! ° Creating a Furore Everywhere—You Qught to See It! G AT CUSTOMARY PRICES. Nights, 7:30-9:00—10c & 30c ELKO - TONIGHT-SUNDAY A HOME TALENT PRODUCTION BEMIDJI LODGE 1052 JUSTICE | Tuesday ‘-Niéht FEB. 28th 8:15P. M. One Hundred and Fifty Minutes of Liberated Laughs 'COMEDY AND CHORUSES EIGHT SILVER-TONGUED SOLOISTS e COUNTLESS CLE HEAR IN THE FIRST PART “Saloon,” by Barl W. Byer. “That’s - How- -1 Believe In You,” by Ray Hannah. “Tucky Homa,"‘ sung by Charles Var. “Nb On'e’s Fool,” sung by Grant Ohm. “When Frances Dances With - Me,” " sung by Dr. Dyson. | - «Mamma Whip, Mamma . Spank,” sung.by C. L. Pegelow. © o] Want My Mammy,” by Dr. Two. - “Gypsy Blues,” by Dr., Me- Cann. : "Don’t Mies the Big vOpening and Closing Choruses! and TUESDAY All Seatz Reserved. Reserved "Seats. can be had at Boardman’s Drug Store, for eithe: night. : There are still a num- ber of good scats to be had. VER COMEDIANS MANY. MERRY ‘MUSICIANS All Delightfully Entwined in a Court Scene SEE IN THE OLIO The Saxaphone Dozette A clever musical number by the cleverest boys in the city. The: Traveling Quartette A turn full of - harmonious songs and a wealth of comedy. Prof. Mason, the Mystic Answers questions asked him by the audience. A feature that will be %) ing. Lycan & Chi Those Jewish Fellers This is a rare treat! The evcr-popular Charles Van | MATINEE MONDAY at 4:00 Children, 25¢ ADMISSION. Adults, "$1.10