The Moving Picture Girls Under the Palms: Or Lost in the Wilds of FloridaHope, Laura Lee
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The Moving Picture Girls Under the Palms: Or Lost in the Wilds of Florida
Hope, Laura Lee
Florida -- Juvenile fiction; Girls -- Juvenile fiction; Motion pictures -- Production and direction -- Juvenile fiction
"Good stunt on for to-morrow," said Russ, coming up behind Ruth, and
taking a chair near her.
"What is it?" asked Paul, who was with Alice. "Any more fort stuff?"
"No, but it's out near the fort. Mr. Pertell is arranging for a motor
boat race, with you girls in rival boats. You know there is a speed
course on Mantanzas Bay, and he's hired two of the fast boats. It's going
to be a regular race, for the two fellows who run the boats are real
water rivals.
"Mr. Pertell has induced them to act the parts for him, and there'll be
some fun. Part of our company is to be in one boat, and part in the
other, and some will be on the fort wall, outside the old moat, watching
the boats come up. It ought to make a dandy picture."
"I'm sure it will," declared Ruth, who was always interested in the
mechanical end, as well as in the artistic side. Russ had taught her
considerable about the technical part of the business of making moving
pictures.
"A motor boat race will be simply fine!" Alice exclaimed. "I hope the
boat I am in wins."
"There's no telling," Russ went on. "As I said, the men who own the boats
are real rivals, so each will do his best to come out ahead. There'll be
no fake about this--if you'll excuse the use of slang," he added.
That evening, seated in the palm garden, Mr. Pertell explained to his
company something of the plans for the next day, telling of the plot of
the play in which the motor boat race was to figure.
"That sounds interesting," commented Mr. DeVere.
"Do those boats go very fast?" inquired Mr. Sneed.
"Rather--they are two of the fastest boats in the world," answered the
manager.
"Then there's sure to be an accident," predicted the grouchy actor. "I
think you may count me out of this play, Mr. Pertell. I have had enough
of water stuff."
"Well, you're due to have a bit more," observed Mr. Pertell, drily. "For
you fall overboard from one of the boats, at the conclusion of the race."
"I fall overboard!" was the startled exclamation.
"Yes, and Mr. Bunn dives in after you. You are both good swimmers--you
remember you told me so."
The use of the dock of the St. Augustine Power Boat Club had been loaned
for the making of the moving picture, and next day, with such of his
company as were to go in the boats, Mr. Pertell went to the float.
Others of the players took their places on the wall of the fort.
Two cameras were to be used, Russ working one to show the start and
finish of the race, and Pop Snooks the other, to depict the action of the
players not in the boats.
The motor boats were powerful and handsome craft. The skippers of each
were at the wheel as the players took their places, and each boat carried
a blackened and greasy mechanician, as looking after high-powered motors
was no simple matter.
"Well, are we all ready?" asked the manager, as he assigned the players
to their places.
"All ready, sir," answered Mr. DeVere.
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