RIALTO AND REGENT, EPSOM

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 359, 21 May 1928, Page 14

RIALTO AND REGENT, EPSOM

“SPOILERS OF THE WEST” Tim McCoy’s greatest outdoor story, “Spoilers of the West,” will be shown to-night at the Rialto and Regent, Epsom, Theatres. Based on actual pioneer history, the story concerns a dauntless girl’s resistance of an order for her arrest and the abandonment of her illicit fur trading post. This is required by virtue of a treaty assigning the country concerned to the Red men, all the white settlers being allowed 30 days to evacuate—or take the consequences. As Lieutenant Lang, the cavalry officer entrusted to clear the whites off the Indian ground, McCoy gives a dashing and very capable performance, while Marjorie Daw is forceful and charming as the owner of the Benton Settlement. Other noted supporting players add materially to the gripping interest of “Spoilers of the West.” Harold Lloyd’s great comedy, “College Days,” will also be shown tonight.

lifted up her skirts she inadvertently exposed her ugly defect, whereupon the King, after one glance, hastily sent his best doctors to her, who, by using a depilatory, the secret of which is now unfortunately lost, soon had her cured.” There was more than a whiff of scandal about what followed. The story goes that the Queen accidentally encountered Solomon one night, while she was searching for a drink of water. But, according to a contemporary scandalmonger, Solomon’s part in the affair was more subtle. According to this version: “Solomon had entertained her that evening to a supper of ten courses of highly seasoned and strongly salted food, and afterwards had caused every drop of water to be removed from every jug or drinking vessel in the place, except from one carafe. In the night, of course, she was parched with thirst, and therefore roamed about in search of something to drink, and thus quite accidentally found herself in his company. That, I take it, was her story.” Caesar—Lounge Lizard It is curious, too, to reflect that Julius Caesar, whose military exploits were to provide the material of 20th century lesson books, was in his youth a powdered and scented creature —almost what Americans to-day would call a lounge lizard: He used to have himself carefully