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WITH THE GREEK ON THE FIRING LINE Most Realistic of Modern WAR PICTURES Ever produced—-Actually taken from life on the firing Mne during the heat of battle in the Ralkan war, showing scenes of modern | Warfare—actually depicting the soldiers of Greece tn action during the late hostilities in Southeastern Europe A FEW CRITICISMS From the Representative Press the World Over | The pictures show infantry and cavalry {n action. After each rush some were left behind. A shell burst 40 feet from the camera, killing six men of a battery. Schwabthaler says it's the only camera record of actual warfare ever made. ‘The scenes of camp | NEW YORK TIMES, ; } life and the work of | Jan. 14. the Red Cross com- panies were very in- teresting, and the whole film gave a/| good general idea of } the tremendous dev- | astations. THE TIMES, Lon- | don. | The motion picture operator, Mr, Robt ction picture operator, Mr, Robt. Schwabthaler, especially authorized by H. M., the king of Greece, offers $20,000 REWARD to anyone who that incident of the films is faked. can prove any Wonderful pictures they are, for they bring home the mind of the observer the dire horrors of war under modern conditions, THE DAILY TELE GRAPH, London. That the camera to man was under fire is proven by a photo- graph of a shell bursting in the Greek trenches in which six soldiers were killed. | This Realistic Production of Modern Warfare in 6—REELS-6 Commencing Monday, May 4, and all week at T-1-V-O-L-I THEATRE MADISON &T., BETWEEN FIRST AND SECOND Lecture By Prof. Jonathan Curtis, A. 8. MUST BE AWFUL EASY 10 BE A JUDGE THESE DAYS Oh, joy, let's all run for judge! trary. Indge It's a cinch. We don't have to know a thing. Fact is, the lese we know the better judge we can be. Supreme court says so in the case of E. E. Elston and wife against Nellie C. McGlauflin, administratrix of BE. O. McGiauflin estate. That case was about a slide of a hill on Queen Anne. Attorney for plaintiff argued the hill wae shaped one way. Attorney for fendant said it was the other way. “Methinks,” said the judge to himself, “T'll go out and see what the hill is like.” And he went. And saw. And made his decision in favor of the plaintiff. “Wow!” said the defendant's law- yer. “You had no business seeing for yourself. You must wait till the evidence is brought to you on the witness stand.” And he appealed, and the su- preme court sustained the appeal. Isn't it just lovely? We can go up to that courthouse and tefl Judge Smith the Smith building is made of green cheese and he's got to believe us until some lawyer gets witnesses to prove the con ‘Tho judge has no right to go and see the Smith building himself. And we can bleach out hair and tell the judge it’s natural. And he| mustn't take a look for himself. He's got to believe us. SAY, AIN'T IT GREAT? Bill Bryan who can lecture some He had a lama, too; And Mary's lamb asked William's pet “Whose little llama you?" 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Phone East 471 Hf, Datttx Kighth Av. tjinto a ]} and you can OUR SATURDAY NIGHTS STORY 114, by Newspaper ie ferpriae Ansoctation The boat—or | k Rrabson rubbed his fully, The yellow creese was Copy rte elbow devil with overworking the iam. had paid Dunga Dna to fire him off the logger at tun he had not aid for a io tipped Durga and glanced at man rue the rea Hrabeon gawan, but man he gently oard the b The Governor Kelly, right enough, And the governor had the fight Which was what Brabson Intended He had come all the way down the| © to meet of Bungawan, and he did not want Kelly to know that the meeting was itated. left another dolla muttered Brabson as Dunga aboard again pw pike for Panalay The sall wont up as Brabson hur ried his valise into the canoe that |floated beside the lugger, It was an out-rigger and full of nutbrown |barbarians wth mops of black hatr; }but they Were unarmed and smil ling, and they took him ashore upon a big wave that broke Into soap |suds upon a white beach backed by jeoco pals and jungle Rrabson shook his fist seaward jand then turned to note the effect upon the man on the beach. They shook hands solemaly, and Kelly jtrowned. | “Have a fight with the skipper? iThey're a bad lot,” he observed, jwith sympathy | “He was a rascal,” |Brabson, nodding. “He sald | was lgetting off at the wrong island and |that this wasn't Panalay!” The governor stared. “It ain't!" he ejaculated jyou're looking for Panalay, goes dropped off at the wrong tsland,| | Yours is over the horizon, and three hundred miles away Brabson's surprise was a remark able imitation “It can't be true. |be dropped at Panalay. 1 suppose }it was my fault.” He groaned, “If lite true, I'm ruined. The monsoon turns next week, and I'll never get jaway, Where am I, anyhow?” | “You're on Bungawan, South Phil lipptnes,” replied Kelly, eyeing the |valise with Interest. “I'm Governor Kelly. You're stuck, all right You're booked for three months with me until the monsoon change You won't regret ft. But what d |you say your name w PS | Brabson told him, and kept cer ashore was the ( 1 paid him to | tor the} returned | ome} © THE STAR—SATURDAY, MAY 2, 1914. ! THE LOOT OF BUNGAWAN BY WILLIAM n 4 propose to do about it? y's face reddened with enthu said do | Ke siasm We abson, nodding. “Tut | take away the wealth and leave ‘om happiness,” he replied. We won't let them keep even a | dollar or a pear! ] And then? “It'll all go into the treasury Some Cay they'll want schools. And there may be a famine year, Most anything could happen over here With @ good fat treasury to fall back upon, Rungawan would be the happlest place on the map! | Kelly was right—the game was big. Loot—and a getaway! Brabson |stared at nothing in particular and |deliberated, Kelly was “wanted jat Manila, He had forgotten to |send up an accounting of his ad jministration; tn fact, Manila had not heard from Kelly in two years So Brat had been t to inves | tigate, The investigation wan | progressing. Brabson smiled. It Was too good a scheme to spot |would let the governor go ah In ninety days, no less, there would be a gunboat inside pref—a gunboat with a guard And there rould be no chance of a ¢ away unless Dunga Dhu came back| lugeer, his own So Kelly destiny | with the could |work out | pleaned. i what He | bre be jouts besid 4.) as he! lfed Kelly after the silenc H. KITCHELL wonderful game neerity I nee, It's a jeald Hrabson with wi | it was at the evening palaver. howe that Prabson realized bin responsibility It was ata ffair and nobody came but the headmen | Eleven of them there were, and | they eat in a row in front of the |governor's desk in the goveror's bungalow governor see the old one with the grouch,” whispered Kelly, pointing to a shriveled Moro who looked a | hundred, and goo! for twenty more |"He's the ex-Dato, Samale, You've had him fi We're going to new on and you needn't be sur prised if Samale gets his Job back. | | He was a good Dato, anyhow } It was after the seventh ballot that Samale stampeded the conven tion male was Dato of Bun your fathers were n he quave to the row of him. “He will I no He drew a pouch of buffalo hide from cis gird threw {t upon the Here #ix hundred dollars. It ts the honor, Let him who has pany swords behind him vote himself again “Ia the chotle n | wh d boys,” desk are 8 for unanimous” quer: PHOTO tain items of importance to himself. | } Under the sail was Dunga Dho }the only man south of Manila who jknew he was Brabson and that he had been sent down to investigate |the administration of Kelly. He | would have to He a little and bluff more; but the game was worth the playing. So he let Kelly take him away from the brown men, away to the jbungalow of the governor on the edge of the jungle. | They talked till evening. Then | Kelly clapped his hands, and a na- jtlve came in with tobacco and a brazier of charcoal, and tiptoed out jagain with a salaam to Kelly and deeper obelsance to the new ar. rival. “I wonder who he thinks I am?” observed Brabson, smiling. “TN tell you in the morning,” said Kelly, queerly. “You don't |apeak the lingo, I suppose? It's Moro, with a dash of local colgr. jI'm afraid il have to interpret for a while.” Brabson assented cheerfully and grinned behind his cheroot. If Kelly knew! “Tt give you my bed,” remarked Kelly after the last game of crib- turned in, dreamily, and fell asleep. And morning came, as mornings do in the East, with a quick dawn and a blistering sun. He had been hearing the governor for ten min- utes. He found him under the thatebed roof of thé town hall, making an oration to the populace. It was a large audience—for Bung-| awan—and there were few ab- sentees, Kelly welcomed him with a new alr of humility, and motioned him} chair. Moro is Philippine Arabic, and Brabson had been many years in the East. So he lis- tened to Kelly. If Kelly had known that Brabson understood) him, he would have sat down quick.) er and said less, Kelly finished, and |men nodded approval forward and faced | bectantly. You needn't shake the dirtiest hand explained Kelly. “Just }touch their fingers and bow. It's la custom here for the governor to shake hands with the native dig- nitarier 3 | “But I'm not the governor!” re- | turned Brabson in pretended amazement. “You are—you've got to be!” re- plied Kelly with visible trepida- tion. “I—I told ‘em you've come |to take my place, It won't make jany differenc: T'll do all the work ve all the glory.” Lirabson stared at him. | “But you're the governor your- jself. I'm only an outsider. I don't | comprehend the game.” | “It's a game, of course—but It's big and on the level,” explained | Kelly rapidly. “You see, they put jme down here on the jumping-off place of the Philippines to govern |Bungawan, I haven't been both- lered since. And I'm a good boss, but a blamed poor governor. I'm apt to forget details, things straight, and you won't find a dollar missing in the treasury.” “Then why do you need me?” asked Brabson quickly “Because I'm tn bad. big enough man, overawe the chuckled the head) and came Brabson ex- | | | I ain't a physically, to natives, "admitted Kelly soberly. 've got a big |scheme started to benefit the island, but I ain't a big enough man to run it alone, I'd only start a riot. That's why I want you to im- | personate me. “All right,” sald Brabson ¥ ith- out a quiver: “I'll take the Job, Bring on the native politicians.” ": ws 6 6you've grasped the Kelly remarked at sun. “Ita government ownership of private wealth. There's untold wealth in Bongawan—and untold | waste, There ain't a native but what's got a pearl necklace and a heap of copra—besides the money. it's paradise of naked capitalists. Nobody works. Yet they ain't happy. They pick a living off the |trees--and then they stay awake at jnights because the barbarian next door bas found a bigger pearl or something.” | 1 see—it's unearned incres:ent,” I've kept | “The Three-Serateh Clue,” a two- part Essanay photoplay full Sunday. When Dr. Strong purchased a $50,000 copy of a rare publication, he had cause to worry. It was like! warding a safe of gold George Lynch introduced himself cee Gray, a workingman's |daughter, receives attentions from her employer, against her father's | wit, Returning from a dinner with him at midnight, her father up | braids ber That night she dreams |her father carries out his threat and |kills the man. She screams as they jlead him away, Her scream awak ens her. She rus! into her fa |ther’s room and awakens him to |plead for his forgiveness. This |drama is the feature offering at the | Melbourne tomorrow. eee “The Dance of Death,” featuring Mile, Mersereau in her weird dance from the South Sea islands, ts the | Helen row, Monday and Tuesday Late war news is shown in the Hearst-Selig News Pictorial and in cludes Huerta’s crack cavalry on the march, Huerta saluting the col ora at the national palace, scenes around the famous Zocala square in Mexico City, U, & marines embark ing on the North Dakota, Sixth cay alry sent to the front from Galves- ton and other late happenings, Two comedies are also offered. ee Lord Trevor, head of the British secret service, discovers that Kov ernment files have been stolen, in- cluding plans of fortificagjons. Through a clever subterfuge Nan, played by Flo La Badie, recovers the documents, but not until lives have been risked and human saeri- fices made, The play features Jas. Cruze in the principal male part “The Debut in the Secret Service” is a two-reel Thanhouser drama, and will be featured at the Grand Jopera house tomorrow. ee Starting Monday, the Tivoll will show actual warfare on the motion picture screen. The pictures were taken on the battlefield and firing line and under the fire of a hostile army. The camera man, in taking the lines by permission of King George. In one scene a shell is shown burst- ing within 40 feet of the camera. It killed six men in the immediate foreground. It 1s a six-reel produc- tion, . “The Last Man’s Club,” a drama at the Dream, starting Sunday, is a story in memory of the civil war, oe A three-part drama, a comedy and another drama are the pleture pro- gram at the Alhambra tonight and Sunday, Ford Sterling appears in a rapid-fire farce comedy, called “His Wedding Day,” and Irene Wal- lace in “A Daughter of a Crook.” Phillips Smalley and Lois Weber are starred in “An Episode,” a story of the Texas border, of) thrills and mystery, will be shown) at the Class A theatre, commencing | it was Lynch's intention to secure|had not paid his hut tax. offering at the Clemmer for tomor | pictures, operated within the Greek | PLAYS {to the doctor, after having saved the latter's daughter, the physician did not suspect for a moment that the book. Lynch was a gentleman crook. Dr. Strong's secretary de |velops a dislike for Lynch, espe cially since the latter is gradually And when| winning the affections of the doc | behind him tor's daughter o-. |. Marte Dressler, one of America’s leading comediennes, will soon be seen in a series of special Keystone comedies, three and four reels in length. Work on these pictures ha been under way for some time. It is expected that the first of thee will be ready by July 1 eee Gen. Villa, the famous leader of the constitutionalist party in Mex feo, will appear on Seattle screens as 4 real actor, The Mutual Film has just completed a multiple production, in which the warrior Plays the title role, Gen, Villa ;Played his part in slack times be tween battles. . Alhambra Un “Daughter of * two-part | drama; “His Wedding Duy Ster ling comedy; “An Episode,” Rex drama. Class A, Sunday Until Tuesday Night “The Three-Scratch part Essanay drama; “Under peration’s Spur,” Kalem « ‘ “Prof. Spuff's Romance,” American drama, Clue.” two Dew. ee Melbourne, Sunday Until Tuesday | Night Awakening,” — Prince: drama; “Old Man,” Reliance dra ma; “Mabel at the Wheel,” two-part Keystone comedy ; “Her Grand, Sunday Until Tu “Debut in Secret part Thanhouser drama |Much Turkey,” Princess “The Second Clue,” ma, jay Night Service,” two. 0 comedy American dra Colonial, Sunday Until! Tuesday Night “Broncho Billie 8 Close Cali,” Es sanay drama; “Little Breeches,” “Barbara Dare's Awake drama; “A © ireus Dream comedy, and Pathe'’s Weekly ee Dream, Sunday Until Tu: M two-part F The Last Man's Club “While Wifie Is Away” Yak,” comedies. . and “Doc ? RESIDENCE THEATRES * At the Home Until Sunday “The Opal Ring,” two-reel drama; “Animated Week! topical; “Ho Green Saved His Mother-in-Law,” comedy. owe At the Pleasant Hour Until Sunday “Come Back to Erin,” three-reel feature, and a one-reel comedy, Best modern outside roomy, Ito 60c. Stewart House, 86 Wes Stewart.—Advertisemeng And Brabson played the | ect | worth} 1 It was; and nobody got his mon | back Three weeks was during the last half soon that the twland trear flowed from Brabson's dew) kerosene tin and a waste For Kelly's schemes When a native is fighting mad te pay ten do Mexican, » month. for the fun of keeping nine etr }lamps alight, and as much for privilege of licensing cockfight his own particular village, there Is BIGGEST BRIGHTEST ownership of private wealth, and| | they all worked For instance, Brabson took walk one morning along the beac Under a gayly decorated booth |that was one of the many along the beach stood a crowd of gayly dec orated natives, and Samale was in |the middle of the crowd enjoying |himself, He was throwing base balls at gayly decorated rows of | wooden dolls, It was an expensty pastime, for there was a sign at the counter which read in Moro 3ix Balla for a Dollar, No Trust. | Get Back at the Devil, If you Hit Three in Succession, Your Sins Are | Forgiven, and You Get Your Money | Hack.” Brabson knew Eastern! | theology Samale was getting} square in a cheap with the} gods of Bungawan ‘What next?” asked Brabson,| grinning, when he returned to the | bungalow It was the day after the soda water monopoly was instituted that Samale entered the governor's of: }fice and Inid an inlaid box of mother-of-pearl upon the desk Brabson bowed, and Samale sa laamed with dignity, He was about to walk out when Kelly stopped him “Blamed if he wasn't going with out a receipt!” chuckled Kelly in an aside | receipt for what?” Brabeon, opening the box. | It was half full of pearls. } “I thought I warned you about the bank,” replied Kelly with sur. prise. “I started one in your name. We've taken in over nine thousand in cash already, and a berry basket full of pearls. We've got a savings | artment and a safe deposit vault, and if the monsoon gives us time enough we'll start a corner on the copra crop. Brabson nodded absently Was it possible that no suspicion of the truth? With the changing of the mon goon came a change in Kelly. “You are not looking well,” sald Brabson wickedly one morning. j ‘There's a reason,” replied Kelly sourly, looking seaward, His tone; altered strangely. “I've just heard of a native in the jungle who hasn't paid his hut tax. I'm going after! him.” Brabson gazed nonchalantly sea- ward. On the horizon was a tiny thread of black smoke, and nearer w a dab of dirty white against the background of the sea. The gunboat was coming—and so was Dunga Dhu! “You'll come along, continued Kelly. “Ot course,” nodding. Kelly went “out for his hat, while Brabson , tiptoed toward his desk. His valise was under it, and into it he packed the loot of Bungawan. He grinned as he locked the valise within the desk. Then Kelly stood behind hi: “We'll be back before sundown, You needn't lock the office,” said Kelly, evenly. But Brabson locked the door. At noon the next day they were jetill searching for the native who Brabson |knew that there was no hut in the jungle. He knew the game. Kelly wanted to lose him, and then get off with the loot, So he stuck close He would keep Kelly inland until the gunboat was safe jover the reef. Thero was no trust- ing Dunga Dhu. * Suddenly Kelly Are you tired?’ a chuckle. ‘Oh, smoothly You are. rained by of the mon Into basket ere work the in COMBINATION VAUDEVILLE AND PHOTOPLAY PROGRAM IN SEATTLE Tomorrow At the GRAND OPERA HOUSE “The Debut in the Secret Service” Thanhauser Drama Evolving a New Plot and Mystery. 3 Musical Browns Musical, Singing and Monologue Act by Two Men and a Woman. “Too Much Turkey’ A Funny Film That Will Tickle Your Funnybone, " way asked | A Two-reel hi ly Clever Jerome and Radin Character Singing Act With a Touch of Old Broadway. “The Secret Clue” One of Those Absorbing American Dramas Full of Action and Vitality. Bell & Bell Ventriloquism by a Woman, and Some Wholesome Humor Mingled With Singing and Dancing. of course,” returned Brabson, \ hed. he queried with no,” replied Brabson Amateurs Monday Night All Seats (Oc All the Time And you're twelve from anywhere--and lost be- responded Kelly, showing no heat That's why I brought you into the jungle—to lose you!” Why?" observed Brabson, facing the crisis ! finding out things,” explained Kelly, facing him You didn't want to go to Panalay—you wanted to come here, And you can lepeak Bungawanese. And you thought I was a crook. Well, I'm not!” he finished, looking Brabson in the eye: You not?” mechanically “I'm not! I'm on the level. What 1 took from the natives I intended to give back. They need hospitals and schools and a fund for a famine | year They're children—and they | don't w a dollar from a stone, So I thought I'd help them.” | “I see,” said Brabson weakly. | re ally did for a moment | “And then yon came with your yarn of Panalay,” continued Kelly jin a scorching monotone, “You looked like an honest man—they‘re jsearce in the Philippines—and I |trusted you Rut I've found you out! “You" veranda ‘If it isn’t Brabson. How's sptagil on Bungawan?” Luckily, Smith was an old friend and a good talker. “I met a white man who was going aboard a lugger two hours ago, He said he was your orderly and that you had sent him over to Panalay for a moving-picture ma. chine, It's a risky trip just now. But he looked like a fool.” “I'm not so sure of that,” replied Brabson. The punkah boy had entered— with the Dato. Samale was carry- ing a note and a valise. Brabson grabbed Samale shoved him outside the door. ‘It's from my—my orderly,” he explained unsteadily, “Excuse me if I read the letter. And Brabson read the letter: ‘aptain of U. S. Gunboat. Dear Sir—You will find the treasury of Bungawan in this valise. A crook was after it. Be sure you t him. His name {is Brabson. He's the only white man on the! island, but he has a black soul,| You will find particulars inside and | all accounts correct, “I would have waited, but I had) tried some expériments in govern- ing the island which may not meet with your approval | “Officially yours, “KELLY.” Brabson placed the note upon the charcoal burner and watched it burn. He knew what he would find inside, and his surmise was correct The loot had not been touched Then he strolled outside with a new interest in the world. | “The chap who went away !n the lugger looked a bit like Kelly, who | Was governor hero,” said Smith, ac-| cepting a cigar. “He was an hon-| est man and a crank, so they ex-) fled him here. By the way, what happened to him? ‘He resigned,” replied Brabson! carelessly, He governed well enough, but he was too fond of in novations, To give him credit, 'm not sure but what most of a responded Brabson Tonight and All Day Sunday ct) 3-Part Drama | “The Daughter of a Crook.” Sterling Comedy Ford Sterling at his best in this. Smalley’s Drama Lois Weber and Philips Smalley in a Texas Border Drama. All for 1Oc-5c} Westlake at Pine He and | even crookeder than you thought I was,” snapped Kelly n've Med from the beginning You're just a grafter, You thought you'd grab the money and the pearls and make a getaway with Dunga| Dhu, But you're mistaken, There's a gunboat steaming over the reef, and you'll stay to meet it. I'm going with Dunga Dhu myself, Good-by!" It took Brabson an age to find the foot track and three hours more to get back to the bungalow. He ran most of the way At last he staggered through a m patch for a short cut to the village. He was nearer, so much |nearer that he could see a white man climbing aboard a lugger in the offing. A gunboat lay at anchor just beyond the fringe of cocoanuts, but nobody on the gunboat seemed awake. He knew the East got across the reef, twenty ways for Kelly And Dunga Dhu knew th He dashed into the governor's office. The worst had happened. The governor had unlocked the door and the desk and had stolen the} valise, Every dollar and every pear! of the Bungawan was bobbing} in an offshore breeze under the dirty sail of Dunga Dhu! A footfall bit the steps of the If the lugger there were to escape. m all! worked,” (THE END.)

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