A Woman of Paris. Last week it was stated in these columns that the progress of the cinema had been miraculous rather than ridiculous. In support of this contention. Little Old New York and The Covered Wagon were cited as examples of the conspicuously worth while. Conscientious readers will herewith unfile the copy in question and draw a heavy black line through these titles. In the margin they will substitute A Woman of Paris.
For some years great groups of the illuminati have been proclaiming Charles S. Chaplin an artist. Yet our good...
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