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Do You Know Flapper Psychology?
f^\v.v/ GdTUh ills mis lain, as if by a sixth sense. ■IS to uncover the headlong code of the adolescent youth of today. She knows -why they are "(io i/et ters" and "Stand-patters." and she has turned the X-ray on all the little (juirks in their emotions that they keep so well hidden from prying maiden aunts and teasing uncles, to say nothing of overanxious mothers and severe fathers.
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THFfl PASSION, MISS GATI.IN DEPICTS
ith a thrill that burns and laughs in a breath. Her stories appear in " 1 1 arper's Bazar," the "Cosmopolitan Magazine ." the "Saturday Evening Post," and other of the best magazines.
TT'OR MOTION PICTURE MAGAZINE, Dana G(lt
*■ lin has prepared a six-part serial "Thistledown," a story of young love that will delight those who know fiapperism, those who dont know it. and those who want to know it. The story is full of mystery, suspense, surprise, situations that throb, characters who are like your intimate neighbors; and thru it winds the lure of the silversheet and the glamon of romance.
"THISTLEDOWN
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By DANA GATLIN
Beginning in the January
MOTION PICTURE MAGAZINE
IT IS THE OLD STORY OF THE CHASE
A SON OF THE IDLE RICH— A LOVELY WAITRESS
"The waitress was new on the job at ThiebaucTs — the young men being of the type that notes such things, noted that at once; they postponed their order to eye the waitress appraisingly. She was worth looking at, she had the singular delicate loveliness one sometimes sees in unexpected places."
BUT CAP AND APRON ARE A MASQUERADE
AND FATE STAGES A SHOCK FOR THE GILDED YOUTH
"He wanted to hold my hand a while ago," the girl said demurely. The old Alsatian made as if to heave his unwieldy frame over the bar. "He insult you, the dog? Wait, I fix him. I tell him who you are! — then I throw him "
On the news-stand December first
(Seventy-one)
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