Plenty of hoke in this Mary Pickford [based on a novel by Kathleen Norris]. It’s the old tear-behind-the-smile, clean, wholesome, family type of fun.
Mary is the brains and character of an incompetent, shiftless but well-meaning family. The father is a mail carrier, a creature of habit and pressure. The mother, like certain women characters in Dickens, has a penchant for funerals – anybody’s and all funerals. The other sister is a hotsy-totsy, and keeps company with a shady gent.
Mary is a stock girl in the five-and-ten. She falls in love with a new clerk, not knowing he is the son of the owner. The boy is betrothed to a society miss, but the father insists he makes some sort of a showing in the store before engagement is announced.
The cast is good. Charles Rogers overcomes his good looks with a display of naturalistic humanness. Pickford is her usual sweet and likable self.