Word: urchins
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...trifling landscapes for the office safes of nature-loving Cincinnati businessmen, young Outcault walked into the office of Joseph Pulitzer's New York World. He had some cartoons of life in a place called Hogan's Alley, of which the hero was a one-toothed, big-eared urchin. He thought it would be a good idea for the World to run his cartoons in color. The World thought so too. The urchin of Hogan's Alley appeared in a yellow nightgown. Thus was born the first colored comic strip...
Sixteen years ago, when he was three, Harry Braun arrived from Russia. A melancholy urchin, he lounged in Manhattan ghettoes, not playing with the tougher ragamuffins but crooning to himself. By the time that he was eleven, it was plain to Mrs. Braun that he would be the world's greatest musician. She bought him a $10 fiddle and said, "Play...
Laugh, Clown, Laugh. The time has now definitely arrived when only a very small and insensitive urchin will be so mean as to laugh at one of Ringling's Pierrots capering in the centre ring. Everyone else is aware that the spangled comedian has an unhappy love life, a severe case of pyorrhea, and an insatiable appetite for the flesh of the Australian wombat. Only the most agonized and pathetic courage enables him to smile and dance in the performance of his duties. This picture concerns a Grimaldi whose unhappy habit is to moan and wail whenever approached...
...Urchin Taft lived in Elmwood because his father taught school there; it was after his father, Don Carlos Taft, left Elmwood to be professor of geology at the University of Illinois, that young Lorado gave precocious and legendary birth to his interest in sculpture. A crate containing a cast of the snake-grappled Laocoon Group came to the university. Dismayed to find that the art object had been smashed in transit, 12-year-old Lorado who had accompanied his father to superintend the uncrating, seized the fragments and fitted them cleverly into their proper places, a feat his father...
...last week, that Edward of Wales, 33, had slipped off like an Eton schoolboy to the new Mme. Tussaud's Waxworks in Marylebone Road.† There His Royal Highness promenaded for an hour unrecognized, viewed an excellent dummy likeness of himself, and was finally detected by a knowing urchin while he lingered in the Chamber of Horrors...