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From long experience, audiences know at first blush that the high-minded young man with whom Clerk Klara Novak (Mar garet Sullavan) is corresponding through a lonely-hearts hookup is her detested fellow clerk, Kralik (James Stewart). They also know that Hugo Matuschek is all wrong in suspecting Kralik of mis conduct with Mrs. Matuschek. The culprit, as everybody else can see, is oily Clerk Vadas. The outcome is equally certain...
...most of the best U. S. folk songs. In pictures about composers a vacant look, head noddings and rhythmic hand flourishes denote musical inspiration. With these appropriate symptoms Don Ameche, as Stephen Foster, is shown conceiving his songs. Al Jolson (Christy the minstrel man) sings them, manages to mar their simplicity with a few flourishes...
...family war work. Installed in the Casino de Bellevue is the leading eye, ear, nose & throat hospital of France, and the knitting and bandage-rolling centre of Biarritz is the famed Hotel du Palais, once a palace of Napoleon III and Empress Eugénie. Wise old Madame la Marüchale Pütain, who is in charge of the knitting, carefully let it be known that women of all classes are welcome, sits nowadays clicking her needles benignly amid an assortment of serving maids, duchesses, peasants' wives, princesses, cooks...
...aide of Madame la Mar&#;chale is the famed French heroine-nurse of World War I who as Mile Georgette Saint-Paul won the Legion of Honor, Croix de Guerre with two palms and two stars, Müdaille des Epidemics, the U. S. Certificate of Merit. She is now Mrs. T. Bentley Mott, wife of the head of the American Fund for French Wounded, Colonel Mott, onetime liaison officer between Marshal Foch and General Pershing. The whole Biarritz colony, French and foreign, are exceptionally war-work-minded, last week were furiously getting truckloads of warm clothing, cigarets and sweets...
...nearly 400 pages about these embattled primitives, Author Cheney never once skids into histrionics, bitterness or those tones of romantic compassion which mar the larger talent of Steinbeck. He presents these types of inarticulate and stony heroism not as sentimental literary properties but as if they had a dignified, unobstreperous standing in human existence. With a constant and expert attentiveness to exactitudes of speech, gesture, action, he writes of violence (a negress cutting a white man's throat), horror (a father incapable of restraining his vomit over the 19-day corpse of his son), brutality...