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...closed, New York (probably fearing the vote of the nine million taxi-drivers in the widely known metropolis) stayed silent. Accordingly Mabel Normand opened in The Extra Girl. It turned out to be a feminine edition of Merton and guaranteed harmless. The scandal-starved hundreds can gaze, gape and grin at Miss Normand to their hearts' content and bring their children. For those who align themselves with this department in Considering screen Mabel an exceptionally comic personality, the picture will appeal...
...there. On several occasions I have seen a German walk down the streets of Cologne, with his head in the air, scornfully oblivious of a group of poilus standing in his way. Collision was inevitable, and in every case, I saw the poilus draw aside with a grin to let the German pass...
...work at the point of the bayonet, for the skilled workmen are slipping back to the land, where they can find a living, at any rate. Lenin has intervened, enjoining them to work, not for the zest of it, but for the triumph of their Soviet system. "Grin and bear it" is the suggested refrain of his hopeless hymn, which anticipates the coming of the night when there will be no more work because there will be no money to pay the workers. "They cannot live without pay", cries. Lenin, "and until the industrial machine gets properly running again there...
...Pigs." A delicious phantasy this! We trim our leg-o'-mutton sail and are off for the El Dorado of Roast Pig--which is none other than Old Man Pratt's farmhouse, over to Grennell's Green. Son Jake greets us at the door with a huge grin. And there is Bid, the heavy hired girl. And Ma Pratt. And Pa Pratt. And we all pull up chairs together. "Pitch in, everybody. . . . It looks richer than burnt gold, and it tastes like maple honey boiled on the sunside of a cloud with cocoanuts disolved...
...opened his big grey eyes and looked at Anne with a sleepy smile of recognition. Then he turned his head. Gilbert and Francesca were standing at the edge of his bed. He stared past them, at the window; his little thin white face lit up with his own cheerful grin...