The Moving Picture Girls Under the Palms - Or Lost in the Wilds of Florida by Laura Lee Hope
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Jed at once became a favorite with all, and when Mr. Pertell learned that
he was quite a successful hunter he made him an offer. "You come along with us," the manager urged. "I want to get a film of alligator hunting, and I'll make it worth your while to do some of your stunts before the camera. I'll pay you well, and you can have all the alligators you shoot." "Say, that suits me--right down to the ground!" cried Jed, heartily. "I'll take you up on that." So Jed became attached to the moving picture outfit, and a cheerful and valuable addition he proved. For he knew the country like a book, and offered valuable suggestions as to where new and striking scenic backgrounds could be obtained. An uneventful week followed the episode of the bobcat. The _Magnolia_ went up and down sluggish streams and bayous, while the company of players acted their parts, or rested beneath the palms and under the graceful Spanish moss. "But it is getting lonesome and tiresome--being away from civilization so long," complained Miss Pennington one day. "We can't get any mail, or anything." "Who wants mail, when you can sit out on deck and look at such a scene as that?" asked Alice, pointing to a view down a beautiful river. "Don't you want to come for a row?" asked Paul of Alice, after luncheon. |
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