to New York. I am through with moving
pictures."

Mr. Pertell did not attempt to argue with the actor, well knowing
that the threat would not be carried out. Nor was it. A little later,
when clothed in his accustomed garb, with his tall hat, which he
seldom omitted from his costume, Mr. Bunn walked out, studying a new
part that he was to take in the next play.

But for several days after that, if anyone said "mule" to him, or
even imitated the braying of that beast, Mr. Bunn scowled fiercely
and strode off.

In one of the scenes Mr. Pertell needed a number of farm hands to
pose in the background, representing a scene in a wheat field, that
was being mowed with the old fashioned scythes. Sandy undertook to
get the characters, and a number of rather shy and awkward young men
presented themselves at Oak Farm one morning.

"Now we'll try this," said the manager, when all was in readiness.
"You young farmers are supposed to be working in the wheat field.
Just act naturally--as if you were working. Don't pay any attention
to the camera. Talk among yourselves, and swing your scythes. My
actors will do the main work in front of you. But I want a truly
artistic background for the film.

"Now, Mr. Sneed, you and Miss Pennington are the main characters in
this scene. You, Mr. Sneed, are supposed to be one of the reapers,
and Miss Pennington comes out to bring the workers a jug of lemonade.
She also has a letter for you to read. You lean on your scythe as you
read it--you know, a nice, graceful pose."

"I know," answered the actor.

"And you, Miss Pennington, you are supposed to be in love with one of
the young farmers."

"Me! Me!" cried several of the lads Sandy had engaged.

"Now, not all at once, please!" begged Mr. Pertell, with a smile. "I
appreciate your interest in Miss Pennington, but this must be worked
out according to the scenario."

He went on to explain how he wanted the action carried out, and Russ
was ready with the camera.

"Attention!" called the manager, as he stepped back to get a general
view of the scene. "That will do, I think," he added. "Go!" he cried,
and the action of the play was on, Russ clicking away at the camera.

First the reapers were shown, swaying as they walked along, each one
cutting his "swath," or path, through the standing grain. Mr. Sneed
was one of these. Then the view changed, so as to show Miss
Pennington, dressed as a country lass, coming along with a jug on her
shoulder