Moving Picture News (1911) . AS I stood outside the Fort Lee Ferry depot, waitingfor the machine containing my escort to arrive, myattention was, for the moment, diverted bj the appear-ance on the scene of a group o: real live brcnchos. TheZIexican cowboy in charge of them swung himself agilelyout of the saddle and strode across to the fruit stand, leav-ing the animals in charge of the always evident small boy.During the time mj^ attention had been claimed by the un-usual sight, the automobile containing Mr. iNIark M. Dinten-. MARK il DIXTEXFASS, GEXL MAXAGER fass, general m.anager of the Cha
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Moving Picture News (1911) . AS I stood outside the Fort Lee Ferry depot, waitingfor the machine containing my escort to arrive, myattention was, for the moment, diverted bj the appear-ance on the scene of a group o: real live brcnchos. TheZIexican cowboy in charge of them swung himself agilelyout of the saddle and strode across to the fruit stand, leav-ing the animals in charge of the always evident small boy.During the time mj^ attention had been claimed by the un-usual sight, the automobile containing Mr. iNIark M. Dinten-. MARK il DIXTEXFASS, GEXL MAXAGER fass, general m.anager of the Champion Film Co., and hisparty had driven up; and as my eye roamed lazilj- over thescene 1 Decame suddenly- aware of its presence, and of ahand beckoning me toward it. We boarded the ferry and ina few moments were safeh- landed on the far side of theriver. It was an enjoyable ride to which I was treated on my wa}-to the plant of the Champion Film Co., at Coytesville, N. J., winding in and out among the hills along the banks of thebeautiful Hudson. Had I been asleep and suddenly awak-ened I should Imve believed myself transported to the wildsof the Western plains, so typically Western was the scenethat awaited me as we at last turned in at the roadway tothe plant. Red Indian braves, gorgeous with paint andfeathers slouched about the doors or stood intermingled withthe_ squaws in the neighborhood of the wigwams back ofwhich rose wooded hills skirted with a wealth of under-brush. Genuine Western cowpunchers pistol in belt, la