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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, March 25, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 20

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which had resumed its right position,
and Miss Perkins was y his side,
dabbing his -forehead with eau de
cologne.
"Thank heaven you are better,
dear," she murmured.-
He slipped his arm about her,
"What was I saying?" he asked
vaguely.
"Oh, Cyrus let us talk it over
where we can be more private," an
swered Miss Perkins.
SHE SWIMS STORMY SEAS TO ESCAPE WILD
"CANNIBAL" CAPTORS
Marie Walcamp, Famous Movie Star
"I was b.eing held captive by sav
ages on 'The Isle of Abandoned
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camp in recounting another one of
her "thrillers" as leading lady for the
101 Bison Film company, wherein she
Hope'," explained Miss Marie Wal
undertook a perilous swim in a
storm-racked sea.
"It was in the Hawaiian islands. I
was supposed to have found a means
of escaping my aboriginal captors. By
the time we got ready to take the pic
ture the tide was running strong. My
stunt was to swim across a little rock
bound bay or pocket in the cliffs.
"I did not like the looks of 'it, but
if I didn't do it then we would have
to wait for low tide, a matter of six
hours.
"Thinking I might be able to wade
part of the way I started in. A break
er almost immediately flung me with
stunning force against a rock. Re
gaining my feet I had gone on but
a few yards when another breaker,
equally violent, caught and flung me.
And thus I made the trip, battered
from rock to rock and almost suffo
cated in the boiling spume. How I
ever got through that scene I don't
know. Those who watched me from
shore did not appreciate my peril, I
am sure. I couldn't cry out. All of
my energies were required in fight
ing for my life even if it was only a
motion picture life.
"With each outrushing wave I
would be strongly sucked toward the
open sea with its powerful undertow.
Bruised from head to foot, full of salt
water and weighted with seaweed, I
finally managed to drag myself out.
"And then disappointment of dis
appointments! They did not even
have a decent picture of me to salve v
my bruised feelings."
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IN THE DARK
In the dark last night I met her
And from her took a kiss,
And the sweetness of the nectar
O'erswept my soul with bliss;
But today I have a feeling,
A taste that's clear and keen,
And it tells me that the nectar
Was cold cream and glycerine.
Pennsylvania Punch Bowl, ,
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