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"I've Had a Hard Life
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MOST people come into this world with nothing but an appetite and a pair of lusty lungs, but Alec Francis appeared with a lucky eye.
It's the right eye. Exactly halt of it is brown. the other half is blue to match the left eye.
"Aye, look at the wee laddie!" nurse, before be was more than twe utes'. old. "'i he little people have blessing him — he has the lucky ey
Luck, of course, is all in the way you take it.
That blessed eye has looked on many countries and many people; it has seen life over a law-book in London, from behind a plow on a Canadian farm, from the back of a gray mount belonging to the Royal Horse Artillery in India, from the chorus of a musical comedy in South Africa; across the shining crystal and silver of noblemens' dinner tables and from the none-too-clean tray of a quick-lunch stand.
Now it looks out with its kindly.
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"But I'm glad I hadn't an easy one," says
Alec Francis, "because I've had great
preparation for the work I'm doing"
By Josephine Sheldon
quizzical smile from cinema screens all over the globe. . . .
"V^es. I've been lucky," he says, as he lights one of his never-very-far-away pipes, "I've had a great preparation for the work I'm doing. It's my kind of work and I'm happy in it. I've had a hard life. I'm glad I hadn't an easy one. Out of one of my worst experiences. some of my best-loved characters have grown. Once. when I was in Detroit, I found myself without a penny. The show I had been playing with had quietly died, and there was no money in my pockets, even for the next meal. much less to take me back to Broadway. 1 took up tindaily paper, saw that a hospital was advertising for a male nurse, applied for the job, got it. and had the most ilhuninating few months of my life there.
"To know the poor and unfortunate in their dramatic moments, with all their pitiful, inarticulate emotion — be a nurse in a hospital ! No veils drawn between you and their darkest secrets.
"Yes, I'm lucky. I understand the people I play on the screen." ._ . . OA
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