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The Great Train Robbery was a grippingup the train, the outlaws et-away on the loco up the line, pursued by a posse There were few people in America who had not seen it at least once

“I will never forget the first time I saw that motion picture,” said Van Dorn “I was in New York City in the Hammerstein’s Vaudeville at Forty-second and Broadway It was the kind of theater where they ran a picture between the acts When the picture started, we all got up as usual to walk out for a smoke or a drink But then a few turned back to look at it, and then slowly everyone took his seat again as the picture went on Mes … I’d seen the play back in the nineties But the picture was better”

“As I recall,” Bell said, “Broncho Billy played several different parts”

“I heard that he’s traveling the West on his own train now,pictures”

“Yes,” said Bell “Broncho Billy has started up his own picture studio”

“Don’t suppose that leaves him much time to wreck railroads,” Van Dorn said drily “Which leaves us nowhere”

“Not quite nowhere,” said Bell

Van Dorn looked incredulous “Our lu picture stuck in what’s left of his head”

“Look at this I tested him to see how accurate he is” He showed Van Dorn the sketch of himself

“Son of a gun That’s pretty good He drew this?”

“While I was sitting there He can really draw faces as they are”

“Not entirely He’s got your ears all wrong And he gave you a cleft in your chin just like Broncho Billy’s Yours is a scar, not a cleft”

“He’s not perfect, but he’s pretty close Besides, Marion says it looks like a cleft”

“Marion is prejudiced, you lucky devil The point is, our lumberjack could have seen any one of Broncho Billy’s pictures Or he e somewhere”

“But, either e knohat the Wrecker looks like”