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discoverer of New Mexico. 
I got in with a bunch of moving 
picture makers south of Santa Fe, 
and became well acquainted with the 
two managers, meeting them at four 
different places. There were six in 
the troupe four cowboys, who trav- 
eled with them all the time and the 
two managers, both New York 
fellows. 
The managers told me that the 
east was simply crazy for the In- 
dian, Mexican and cowboy stuff and 
that they name their own price for 
the real western pictures. He said 
the public was now educated so that 
they could tell the difference be- 
tween a Tammany Hall brave and a 
Moqui Indian, and that a Coney Is- 
land cowboy wouldn’t pass any 
more, even in a country town. 
But the picture men are up against 
it hard down in the southwest. 
The Indians simply won’t back the 
play. They can’t understand it and 
they hate a camera. They don’t care 
so much about having a camera 
snapped on them, but they won’t act, 
and of the many motion pictures 
you see mighty few of the red men in 
action, few, very few are Indians. 
The Mexicans take to the game, 
but they can’t act. Give them a few 
pieces of change and they will obey 
all orders, but they are woodeny and 
unnatural and act much like the 
bridegroom having his picture taken. 
The cowboys go into the business 
for the fun they get out of it—if 
they play at all. The manager said 
the best pictures he got was by tak- 
ing the punchers into a saloon and 
getting them into just the right spir- 
its, when they would cut loose and 
furnish the most real cow pictures 
that could be had. 
At Lama Junction is a cowboy, 
whose photo is on hundreds of post 
cards in the southwest. He is said 
to be the most picturesque personage 
in New Mexico and he is one of the 
few fellows left who backs his plays. 
Picture men pay him big money, 
when they pay him anything. 
Lloyd, the manager, told me he 
found this puncher and made a bar- 
gain with him for three days. They 
put on a wild west doings, where 
the cowboy was to hold up the stage. 
A Mexican girl betrayed him and the 
sheriff got him before he got the 
stage. 
Ile said the play was getting nice- 
ly started, when he found the cow- 
boy had a quart of whiskey and his 
jag was getting the start of the play. 
Every time he took a drink things 
looked different. In the final, when 
the girl confronted him and when 
the sheriff protected her by keeping 
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highwayman, he winked and leered 
at the girl, put his fingers on his 
nose to the sheriff and then walked 
off. He broke up a splendid finish, 
and some night, when you see this 
reel, and the machine quits just 
where the stage coach gentleman is 
going to get his—you’ll know that it 
isn’t the machine, but New Mexico 
booze that broke up the show. 
Next week I’) tell you something- 
about the southwest Indian—some- 
thing of his real life and habits. 
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