Here in my home town the twelve moving picture places take one half a page of chaotic notices daily.

The country is being badly led by professional photoplay news-writers who do not know where they are going, but are on the way.
But they aptly describe the habitual attendants as moving picture fans.
The fan at the photoplay, as at the baseball grounds, is neither a low-brow nor a high-brow.

He is an enthusiast who is as stirred by the charge of the photographic cavalry as by the home runs that he watches from the bleachers.

In both places he has the privilege of comment while the game goes on.

In the photoplay theatre it is not so vociferous, but as keenly felt.