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Show Breaking Into the Movies j By A. H. Giebler Z T WAS Myra who got her foot on f the lower rungs of tho movlo ladder first, but not quickly, and only a, few hours ahead of "Lit tle Mo." J Tho day the circus girl told us they wero going to cast tho big Picture was busy day at tho laundry, and I could not go; but wo packed Myra ofC with high hope In her heart, a look or grim determination in her Jaw, and 6o cents, half of our small change capital, In her purse. Undoubtedly wo wero two of the most hopeful creatures In tho world. Wo counted Just as surely sure-ly on this venture as wo did on the tlmo we allowed al-lowed ourselves to be cheated out of our money. I passed tho day in an atmosphere of longing suppressed excitement and soap suds. 1 had the greatest trouble to keep our secret. Thcro wero two or three girls at the laundry I wanted to tell about tho fame and glory that awaited usf but I was glad afterwards that I didn't do any boasting, because Myra camu homo with a sad talo of failure. "They didn't want any (tall girls. Kid. but 1 sluck around all day and picked up a lot of Information," In-formation," sho said. One Works, One Watches. ve talked things over, Myra was suro sho would get extra work to do sooner or later, and us wo both couldn't go to tho studio, and as 1 already had a "Job, it was decided to lot Myra go BBBBBBBBBBBBBB every day while I stayed on at tho laundry and provided th money for the room rent and things to eat. This went on into the mlddlo of tho third week, and as tho days wore on we wero gradually gradu-ally being worn out and always half starved. And then camo tho big day! Tho day Myra burst into tho room like a young cyclone. "Well,-kid, I butted In," she cried. If you could hear Myra talk now, after she has tdkon English diction, syntax, and tho entire bag of tricks supplied by an Instructor in polite conversation, besides having hor voice manicured mani-cured twice a week, you would never bellcvo sho was the girl who talked to mo that night. "I'vo broken tho rope," sho rattled on. "I've mado n. dent In this movlo mountain; I'vo got a toe hold, and I'm going to climb." Myra's first part was Just part of a part. She was a face at a window, ono of twelve strikebreakers strike-breakers In a shirt-waist factory scono. It waa small. It" was beginning at the ground floor, the basement, tho very subcellar, In fact, but It meant much to us. Myra earned $5 for her flrat day's work, and had another day in prospect. "As much as I made at tho flvo-and-ton In two weeks," she exulted. I suppose I was envious. I think I cried a little, lit-tle, and then Myra grabbod mo up in her strong arms and tossed mo on tho bed. "You littlo goose," sho said. "You would have stood Just as good a chanco as I did if . you hud been there. I was 'Myra on tho spot,' that's alL I was not chosen for my great ..or mo haunting look in my eyes, that camo from doing without my lunch bu on account of my size. Tho director wan ed a window full of girls. Ho picked out five ma! on.. , for the first row, four more a t tie b!S ng m;seTfCOf:r'td ,hrC ,ady C'ants' ln' ing mjseir, Tor the rear guard. "All wo had to do was to stick our heads out of tho window, let our hair blow in t .? , wind, and holler. If you & have got in on the nrai row or saweVoS? shut UP crying, shako tho laundrv il! come over and watch me act?' t0mrrW' and Hope was high in our heaits again I Mtd good-by to the laundry and went wL r the next day. They didn't waTt Lw M7a but Myra talked to thorn In t m "Dutch uncle" manner, "id T t lt hr where I waited patle h Myra,who mado one of the.awkwarSest Twk! ward squads ever assomblca, was drilled and j if rehcarsod by a director whom Job ncvor had h anything on in tho way of patience. f r Tho girls wero supposed to bo strike-break j ors: they had been hired to work In a factorjV but when tho place was threatened by tho strl' ; hi ors they wanted to get out, but found them- f' selves locked in. They wero then to go to tho S foreman and demand tho keys. Tho director j . talked to them something llko this: 1 "Now. cirls. Mr. Crisper !s tho foreman. H j K, has the keys. You are afraid of tho striker b outside, who have threatened to fire tho bulW" i ing. You rush up to Crisper in a body and J ftp mand tho keys. He says no, then you grab iM him. overpower him and tako tho keys ' from him. Now get back, you are supposed tc jlv;! bo in tho noxt room, and rush out in a bunco." (I TO BE CONTINUED 1 P I |