The moving picture girls at Oak Farm, or, Queer happenings while taking rural plays
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ... day had been a busy one, filled with hard work for all before the moving picture camera. When evening came the players were glad of the chance to rest. "Let's walk down the road," s...
MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ... day had been a busy one, filled with hard work for all before the moving picture camera. When evening came the players were glad of the chance to rest. "Let's walk down the road," suggested Alice to Ruth. "It is so pretty and restful on the little white bridge, just before you come to the red schoolhouse." They walked down, arm in arm, talking of many things, and soon were standing on the white bridge that spanned a little stream, which flowed between green banks, fragrant with mint. Here and there were patches of green rushes and beds of the spicy water cress. "Oh, it's just lovely here!" sighed Ruth. "It is too beautiful. I wish we could share it with some one." "Here comes someone now, to share it with--a man," spoke Alice, motioning down the road, which was shaded with many trees, through which the moon was now shining, making patches of light and shadow. "Perhaps it is some of our friends," murmured Ruth. "I believe Russ and Paul started out for a walk before we did." "That's not two persons; it's only one," declared Alice as she continued to look at the advancing figure. "And see, Ruth, he--he limps!" She caught her sister's arm as she spoke, and the two girls drew closer together. The same thought came to both. Was this the man who ha3 run out of the barn? "I believe it's the same one," whispered Ruth. "And I'm perfectly positive," answered Alice. "Oh, Ruth, now is our chance!" "Chance! Chance for what?" "I mean we can find out who he is, and perhaps solve the mystery." "Alice DeVere! We're going to do no such thing! We're going to run back home--that man is coming straight toward us!" cried Ruth, and she began to drag Alice away from the bridge. Meanwhile the limping figure continued to come along the road, going alternately from bright...
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