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Illustration: THE "SPASMO" CANOELET.

IT IS A RELUCTANT STARTER.

WHEN IT _DOES_ START, IT STARTS.

IT LAUGHS AT LOCKS.

IT ENDS AS A HYDRO-AEROPLANE.

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Illustration: THE EMANCIPATION OF THE EAST.

THE GRAND VIZIER, A MASTER OF POLYGAMY, REGRETS THE VOGUE OF THE CINEMA
AS AN EDUCATIVE FORCE.

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Illustration: LUNCH "SCORES."

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COMPLAINTS ARE HEARD FROM HOLIDAY-MAKERS ON THEIR RETURN THAT THE
HOLIDAY HAS FAILED TO BENEFIT THEM. THIS IS DUE TO LACK OF PREPARATORY
TRAINING AT HOME.

Illustration: HARDEN THE FEET FOR BEACH-WALKING.

Illustration: ACCUSTOM THE LUNGS TO MARINE AROMAS.

Illustration: PREPARE TO RECEIVE THE BUFFETINGS OF NEPTUNE.

Illustration: TOUGHEN THE INTERIOR FOR A LODGING-HOUSE DIET.

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MR. PUNCH'S HOLIDAY FILM.

[Having had the good fortune to pick up for a mere song (or, to be
more accurate, for a few notes) several thousand miles of discarded
cinema films from a bankrupt company, _Mr. Punch_ is gumming the
best bits together and presenting them during the holiday season on
the piers of many of our fashionable watering-places, such as
Bayswater, Hackney Marshes and Ponder's End. The films comprise the
well-known "Baresark Basil, the Pride of the Ranch" (two miles
long), "The Foiler Foiled" (one mile, three furlongs, two rods,
poles or perches), "The Blood-stained Vest" (fragment--eighteen
inches), "A Maniac's Revenge" (5,000 feet), "The Life of the Common
Mosquito" (six legs), and so forth. An accomplished writer has been
chosen to weave a connected story round the selected parts of the
films, and his scenario of _Mr. Punch's_ great picture play, when
finally gummed together, is given below. The illustrations depict a
few representative incidents in the story--taken from the
sketch-book of an artist who was present when the films were first
being prepared.]

Twenty-five years before our film opens, Andrew Bellingham, a young man
just about to enter his father's business, was spending a holiday in a
little fishing village in Cornwall. The daughter of the sheep-farmer
with whom he lodged was a girl of singular beauty, and Andrew's youthful
blood was quickly stirred to admiration. Carried away by his passion for
her