A melodramatic picture with a climax that is very dramatic and very effectively acted. It is not a romantic picture so much as a drama of passion. It is set in Mexico and is told in simple homely backgrounds without the aid of glorious scenery. When the American was called home by his company, he had to leave the pretty Mexican girl. He had taken a fancy to her and she was in love with him. She was passionate and her love turned to hatred when he told her that he was going to leave her. A Mexican loved her, and him she promised to marry if he would cut out the American's false heart. This he agreed to do, and rode fast to the village, went up to the American's room at the hotel, and waited for him. The hotel keeper left him there with the gas lighted. Here is where fate intervenes. The yokel doesn't know about gas. He blows it out, in order to spring upon the American in the dark. He is smothered. It lacks the surer elements of popularity, and, while it was closely watched by an interested audience, it brought out no enthusiasm, no applause. The photographs are fair and it is a competently made picture. We don't dare call it a Saturday night feature. - The Moving Picture World, April 20, 1912
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