The public is never wrong (1953)

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Record Details:

Title:
The public is never wrong
Date:
1953
Publisher:
New York : G. P. Putman's Sons
Volume:
The public is never wrong
Leaf #:
00068
Language:
English
Subjects:
Motion Pictures, Motion pictures--Biography
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
September 26, 2024
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The Public Is Never Wrong gentlemen were in a pleasant frame of mind. They identified Dutch Mack, remarking that he could put a thumb on Al's head and grind him through the floor. But Dutch had admired Al's spunk. In a little while he came in too, and, after becoming better acquainted the group, offered Al protection against any other gate crashers. Al was in the box office one evening when a little girl with long golden curls came up to buy a ticket. "How old are you?" Al asked. The law forbade admittance of a child under sixteen unless accompanied by an adult. "Sixteen," the girl answered. "Go get your mother," Al said. "You don't look sixteen." The girl flared up. "Now, see here! I'm sixteen and besides you're showing my picture inside this minute." She pointed to one of the crude yellow posters which bore her likeness. "I'm working at the Biograph studios up the street and they send the films out in such a hurry I never see my own. And I intend to see one right now." Al shrugged. "I know you're in the picture," he said. "And I don't care if you're Miss Biograph, you can't come in here without an older person because I think you're under sixteen. The cops will close us up." Mary Pickford stayed angry about that incident, and when she next saw Al, some years later, she tackled him on it. Al was actually a fan, as was I, of the girl Biograph identified only as "Little Mary." Her picture was on the