Evening Star Newspaper, August 14, 1921, Page 66

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.— ROTOGRAVURE SECTION—AUGUST 14, 192L 4 AMONG US MORTALS THE CLOSE-UP Copyright. 1921, New York Tribune Ine. When the sweet young thing in the close-up purses up her lips sweetly. looks skyward and begins to wink fast—and does something that looks very much as though she were swallowing her spearmint—you may know then and there that she is registering Grade A love. The coy close-up of the hero and heroine which comes near the end, just before the fade-out. All the misunderstand- ings are cleared up and the lovers are registering bashful reticence before the final clinch. The capital and labor close-up, showing the awful struggle going on between the man of the peepul and the king of finance. The upper ftoor- ings of the overall factory are rotting away and the president of the company won’t do anything about it, thus endangering the lives of a mil- lion employees. “You can’t gain happiness by sacrificing human lives for the sake of your rotten, paltry dollars wrung by the sweat of honest toil from out the hearts of men!” So says Steve Brunt, foreman at the overall factory, when he comes to beg for at least one new floor so they won't all fall through. You can figure out the rest for yourself. The floors cave in—just the day that the president’s wife and daughter have stepped in to get a few extra overalls to take home, and it is Steve Brunt who rescues them. “Land sakes alive!” is The high society close- ; e : c .. i@ | The educational film not what the scenario writer had in the cap- tion, but it's what the censors have seen fit to substitute for Black Bill’s cuss words in the close-up where Black Bill swears to ‘‘get” some one, and get 'em right! The fade-out—as seen from Box 9. Right—The wistful close- up. showing a great big rough man, a real bad one, being made good and noble and everything fine by two motherless waifs who come into his life on a cold, snowy night. (Busi- ness of looking heaven- ward and winking fast. Next he will bury his face in the baby and heave his shoulders up and down. This will prepare the au- dience for a cutback showing the days that were and all that might have been if the girl had been true.) Left—The news weekly close-up. This week we have with us Cap’n S. B. Failey, of Rose Bud, Kan., who found a $5 bill in a glass of quince jelly sent anonymously from South Bend, Ind. up, showing three mem- bers of the very swellest Newport smart set giv- ing the poor little heroine some dirty looks. The heroine is a hello girl, She is marrying the son of the house, not because he is heir to thirty million, but be- cause she feels that at the bottom he is all right and can be made some- thing of. In the next reel she is going to de- nounce the society smart set something awful! There will be a close-up of them all cringing. showing the process of making souvenir jelly moulds out of crepe paper. Harrison Van Rancid, bon vivant and wealthy club- man, has given Adora Ran- dolph, of the Hot Dog caba- ret, a ruby dog collar, a diamond necklace, a car, and now he is offering her a_ house on Long Island. “You drive me insane,” says he. “I am mad for you, oh, how beautiful you are —1 want you, I want you; will you come?” This is the first inkling Adora has had of Harrison’s in- famous intentions. Adora supposed all along’ he was just being kind and would see that under the rouge and powder and glitter she was Jjust a simple little country irl with the softness of a June breeze in her eyes and hair—a good girl, who through it all had remained sweet and simple -and pure and good. Adora tries ap- fleT]_inzlto llljs l_)ettler nl:turg altingly, lispingly, but it : " : isn’t afl us:.p 'lghi hotness The travel weekly—“Our Glorious East”—showing in his vicious eyes turned woodchuck hole in central Connecticut. to cold distaste. Who will save Adora now!