SCENE FROM “THE PERIL” (MP) Tew WETHE Photoplay Magazine Dae ES PUBLISHED MONTHLY NEIL G. CAWARD, EDITOR + NOTICE—Pay no the HOTOPLAY MAGAZINE wel meTopaY i VOL JUNE, 1912 | TABLE OF CONTENTS THE GALLERY OF PHOTOPLAY STARS Players You Frequently See 1-16 § Players’ Personalities : mn 82-83 jp PHOTOPLAY STORIES g Bells of Paradise (Gaumont) By Randolph Van Buren. 17-22 | ‘The Reward of Valor (American) By Omer F. Doud 23.27 Father Beau 2 ire (Reliance) By Raymond L. Schrock. . 28-35 ‘The Soldier's Last Call (Republic) By Edna Frances). . . Souls in the Shadow (Solax) By Russell E. Smith. . The Peril (Imp) By Clark Dearborn... wee The Wandering Gypsy (American) By R. R. Nehls. Camille (Champion) By Frank B. Coigne. Uncle Hiram Visits Washington(Reliance) Her Birthday Roses (Republic) ‘The Thirst For Gold (Imp) ..... A Case of Dynamite (imp) * intuck (Reliance) CIAL ARTICLES Motion Picture Lizzie (Poem) By O. A. Millet.....4). 0.000000... 48 Just About the Photoplay Business............ veces 111160-61 Nat Goodwin in Motion Pictures... ... sesh ee + 67-69 The Scenario and Its Field (Part 2) By A. W. Thomas...” 73-74 The Saving of Cranberry Center By Willard Howe..|........ ||. .77-81 DEPARTMENTAL Reflections of the Critic ., -70-72 With the Scenario Writer 784-85 i 86-87 88 AZINE, Coprricht 1912 by Photoplay Magazine rt Copy Minois, as second class|matrer. April athe 1913, 100 4 Year in advance. including postafe, in the United States, fo. in Caiada andl in otiice foreign countess SLBO. Sighs Sass prepaid, "Stamps accepted “All mantifactdrers of Motion Pictures ae cee te inl seeparigy ane betas, Hue ailor ctonocundrtake toread GireettS the manufacturers of Motion Pictures. "| MCS Hese must be submitted PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE ‘Chicago Office: Suite 401-402, 600-630 Dgarborn Street FRANK A. LEAR EDWIN J. RYAN FO. J. Ho} ‘Aivensieg Bese | Banus Eakin "AS Bes H. A.SPANUTH, Eaten Ad's Mer, 148 W. 4S, New York CyGALLERY OF Photoplay Stars MUKIEL OSPRICHI EB, PL SULLIVAN ANITA HENDRI WM. A. WILLIAMS GRACE CUNARD DAVID Vo WALL MARY CHARLESTON JOHN MANLEY LILLIAN LEACH DAVID MILES FRITZ BRUNEDTH EDWARD BRADY 4 EDWARD LE SAINT ,) WILLIAM Davis |IANITA HENDEIE weweGRAGE CUNARD ecent Republic play SEMINDAVID ¥. WALL PorveMY CHE ESTOSOWN WANED ’ 7a NI ENE gage RE OE, ME SND 7 as AP aareic iit:DAVID MILES recent Majestic player ANNETTE TAA SSs: EDWARD BRADY 5 Rr fey \ we aWILLIAM DAVIS Republi ‘PAM NER UE BiSSEsoeeennnsentenennonnneneannnenntnnnnensanentet stants “ THE PHOTOPLAY see MAGAZINE AHEM EAHA IEEE HHI HE IAI IIE Vel. It. JUNE, 1912 No. 5 SERIE IRI I TRAIT IA AI z Bells of Paradise i GAUMONT RANDOLPH IRS i Ho eeinntnniceiennnenniennrienernnnnenncineninnd LOOM prevailed throughout the GTrome of the Teresina family for, alas, Francesca, the favorite and only daughter of the noble house was ve very ill, In fact her end was expected at almost any hour and her bedside was surrounded by ‘devoted members of the family and by various medical men, who had been hurriedly summoned. “Does she seem any better?” asked Sandrino, the elder brother, as one of the physicians stepped into the corridor, just outside the sickroom, after having been beside the girl all through the long watches of the night. “Alas, I fear her hours are numbered,” replied the learned doctor as he placed an arm fondly about Sandrino, who was a stalwart youth, the picture of health and boyish enetgy. “After a night of suffering she seems to rest a bit easier this morning, but I fear the rally is only temporary and but foreshadows the end. Excepting for a miracle she will never hear the bells of Easter.” As he heard these words heaved a deep sigh, for Francesca was always a beloved sister and the youth suffered deeply. In fact, her sickness had cast a damper upon one of his long cherished plans, for he was deeply smit- ten with the charms of a sweet Italian , by name Benedetta, and the two | | Sandrino had planned on a speedy marriage. In fact, their union would have been solem- nized at the huge Cathedral this very week had not the illness of Francesca put an end td all thoughts of a speedy marriage. urning from ‘the tired physici Sandrino discovered his mother likewise overcome by grief and a night of watch- AL the Gathedrat ing at the bedside of her only daughter Hastily crossing to her, Sandrino took her hand in his and looking deep into her sorrowful eyes the son asked, “Is all as bad as the good doctor says, Mother ine?” “Ah, my hoy the mother. dear Lord, who can tell,” replied All now rests with the and in His hands we must!Is THE PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE leave tlhe care of our beloved child. If He so wills she may yet be well, in spite of the gloomy prophecies of these learned doctors; but, though T deeply trust Him, still am I o'ereome with grief, “for the raved throughout the night and I can see no improvement with the dawn, although one of the physicians and that she dear ch says the fever has abated breathes easier “Let us go tw the Cathedral, Sandrine, urged ‘and there offer up. prayers for her improvement Vis a seemly et.” responded: the heartbroken mother, and ace panied hy her hushand and Sandrino the three se: out for the huge Cathedral, which stond within a short distance of the Teresin intering the imposing edifice, the grie stricken family made their way to the steps leading up to the altar and there they knelt and poured forth a plea to th father Almighty that the life of Fran eesca might he spared to them, As if in answer to their prayer at this time the sum, which had been hidden behind a cloud, on and the Hight poured through the huge stained glass windows and bathed the more sent forth its beams knecling worshippers in its thotigh in silent benediction. As the three came forth from the tall Cathedral and slowly returned toward their home they encountered a pretty maid of San- drino was the first to note her approach rays as hout Francesca’s age. and a joyous glint came into his eyes, for he recognized Menedetta, See, Mother, ‘tis Benedetta,” Sandrino, as he directed his said Mother's gaze toward the pretty vision replied the nd tell her of our for she was always a favorite of Francesea’s, and will he eager for news ef our daughter,” The youth needed no urging, but quickly hetook himself to the side of the “Aye, so it is.” “Go to her, my son, mother girl he loved, “.\h, Jbenedetta, the yorn- ing brings us no better news,” began San- drino, as he fell into step beside the maid. “Alas,” responded the girl, laying her dainty hand upon the arm of her lover, “and does not the good doctor believe that he So little confidence has he,” sai save her with his skill? San- drino, “that he told me within the hour that she will not hear the bells of Faster except for a-miracle,” My poor Francesca,” wailed, Bene- deta, “so young and fair, and yet 86 soon to be numbered among the dead. Oh. would that T could give my life instead. not so, Renedetta!” cried, San vino, “for then would life inddeit be worthless. "Tis hard enough to lose,one’s + without having his betrothed: wish a like fate for herself.” : here speaks the lover,” quoth Bene- detta, as she nestled closer to the side &f her stalwart escort. “Please God it will be necessary for mne to lose neither my ‘sister nor my Iit- tle sweetheart,” went on Sandrino. “We have hut just come from the Cathedral, where we went to pray for Francesca, and I trust our prayers were heard and will be answered.” “Good Sandrino, fear not, the ther Mighty will hear and answer your pe tition if iL meets with His divin® ap proval, Whatever results Tam sufé will hie for the best.”,BELLS |OF “My little comforter, what sublime faith is yours,” responded Sandrino, “You lead me|to hope indeed. But now T must hasten home to see if the hours have wrought any change in my sister's condition. Add your prayers to ours, [ beg of you,” and bowing low to his lady fair Sandrino turned toward home Renedetta, meanwhile, betook herself gain, PARADISE, 19 talking in the court with his father a messenger brought him the note from Benedetta, his beloved. Opening it, he read the contents at a glance and his face turned ghastly pale. His father noted his perturbation and remarked upon it, but Sandrino muttered only “Tt nothing.” and hurried from the room Hetaking himself to his own chambers The Pheatcien An to the tall Cathedral and there she, too, lifted up her voice in prayer and asked that the life of her friend might be spared. Leaving the Cathedral, Benedetta re- turned to her own home and she pon- dered the matter deeply, at last taking a solemn vow to enter the convent as a nun at Easter if only her Sandrino’s be loved sister, Francesca, can be spared her life. Then, taking writing materials, she inscribed a letter to her lover, telling Francesca him of her vow and what she hoped it would accomplish. The following day as Sandrino stood Sandrino read thé note again and again and with each reading seemed to grow He knew that Bene deta would he faithful to her vow, that more despondent, once her mind was made up nothing now that he might say cotild alter her Whichever way fate should now tur, Sandrino would be robbed of If his sister recovers lie loses his Benedetta to the nunnery—if Tenedetta is not forced to keep her vow it will be ecanse’ his. sister hy resolution a loved one, Whichever way he turned his thoughts Sandrino could now only see deepe: