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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1948-2-25, Page 4He Found Gold In The "Dogpatch"
By Peter Ronald
He receives an income of some-
thing 'around $230,000.00 a year—
which would nearly be enough to
;satisfy most of us—yet he's suing
the people who pay it to him for
the almost unbelievable suns of
fourteen and a half million dollars,
revenue whieh, he contends, they've
prevcn+c, hint from getting in the
past four •en years or so.
Creating one of the most popul-
ar daily and weekly comic strips
of all time—the sort of job which
keeps most cartoonists continually
scra"shling furiously to keep even
with ever -recurring 'dead-lines'—
he still finds time to plot and write
the story for another very suc-
cessful strip, which he owns and
takes half the revenue from.
1'i".o is he?
Alfred Gerald Caplin, of course;
and if you don't r. ognise him by
that name, yo- probably will as
"Al Capp" who directs the doings
of the "okum family, Daisy Mae,
Moonbeam McSwine and all the
rest of the queer but somehow
loveable folks whose doings count
less millions follow in the comic
strip LI'L ABNER.
Just which is the most widely -
read comic feature in the world
depends, pretty much, on who you
happen to be talking to—BLOND-
IE — DICK TRACY — JOE
PALOOKA and LITTLE OR-
PHAN ANNIE all having their
adherents. But nobody who knows
anything regarding such things de-
nies that LPL ABNER belongs
right up in the front ranks — in -
Al Capp
deed, the general feeling is that it
tops them all.
It is published in eighteen
countries—and five different lan-
guages—in papers claimed to have
a circulation of more than thirty
million daily. When a prize of $500
was offered for the hest drawing
of "Lena th Hyena"—a creature,
according to Capp, too repulsive
for human eyes to see—more than
a million entries came in. And as
you probably know Sadie Hawk-
ins Day—the occasion when Dog -
patch spinsters have the privilege
of capturing eligible males too
slow to escape—has come to be
annually observed on most of the
College campuses of the Contin-
ent.
* * a
.M Capp is a dark-haired, heavy-
set man of 38, who wears a seven
and seven -eighths hat—a full size
larger than average—and who suf-
fer-., the los of s leg, at the age
of nine, in a street accident. This
latter handicap doesn't prevent
him from getting around very
nimbly, either afoot by means of
an artificial leg, or by means of
one of his two brightly -colored
Cat illac convertibles • - with "AL
CAPP" painted in big letters on
the doors, just in case anybody
should be in doubt as to the ident-
ity of the driver.
Born in Connecticut in 1909
Capp — when old enough — stud-
ied art for four years at Philadel-
phia and Boston. In this connec-
tion' continent is worthy of note
by all boys and girls who believe,
because their drawings get laughs
from their families and friends,
they should be able to move right
Ho highly -pail jobs as comic -strip
artists, "You cannot do humorous
drawing until you've learned to do
straight drawing."
Capp worked for a while as an
illustrator on the Boston Post;
and his first experience with
humorous art was in connection
with a 'single-panel'—which means
one picture—feature know as "Mr.
Gilfeather."
Just who is actually responsible
for the invention of LI'L ABNER
is a matter for doubt, even contro-
versy. There was a time when
Capp worked for Ham Fisher in
producing the "JOE PALOOKA"
colored Sunday strips; and in these
there appeared a character "Big
Leviticus," not unlike "Li'l Abner"
as well as other hillbilly folk of
the Dogpatch type.
* * r
Nowadays Ham Fisher claims
that he created these hillbillies, and
that Capp merely carried out his
ideas. Capp, on the other hand,
says that the inspiration was his
alone, done while Fisher was away
on a lengthy holiday. However,
as both are in the class which wor-
ries more about size of income-tax
than of groce -bill, perhaps we
needn't waste too much time fret-
ting over the rights and wrongs of
tl-e matter.
LPL ABNER — in person —
made his first public appearance
in 1934, and for the first couple of
years failed to create any great
sensation. However the Syndicate
promoting the strip kept it on un-
til today, it is one of the most val-
uable properties of its kind in the
world. Capp gets 65% of the re-
turns—most conic strippers re-
ceive only 50% — besides around
$2,000 each for six pictures a year
he draws of LI'L ABNER for a
well-known cereal.
His suit against the Syndicate—
for fourteen and a half million —
is for revenue which Capp claims
he has been deprived of getting
since 1934. His present contract
runs till 1954, and what will happen
is anybody's guess. As for the
suit, it is liable 'r drag on in the
courts for two or three years, un-
less settled by mutual consent.
Capp's powers of invention are
terrific and in addition to carry-
ing on LI'L ABNER — with the
aid of two well-paid assistants—
he owns, writes and takes half the
revenue from 'ABBIE AND
SLATS" the actual drawing being
done by Raeburn Van Buren. His
following is sensational, and on
more than one occasion different
Governmental organizations have
asked his aid in putting over some
idea or zantpaign, such as that of
the "Freedom Train"—and it is
said that Einstein, not long ago,
solicited his h_ip in warning peo-
ple of the dangers of the atomic
wa e. Just what Professor
Einstein thinks of the "atomic
effects" on Dogpatch hasn't, as yet,
been reported.
* * *
Married—with a wife and three
children—Capp has a farm in New
Hampshire. a studio apartment in
Boston where he does most of his
work; but still finds time to spend
ten days or two weeps every month
"relaxing" in New York City.
Some say that LI'L ABNER bears
a strong resemblance to his creat-
or. Others claim that, as LI'L
ABNER has grown in popularity,
Capp's speech and demeanor has
tended to copy it more and more
—such expressions as 'slobbering'
—'revolting'—'gulp' and 'sob' being
constantly on th; artist's lips.
FUNNY BUSINESS
Re•i
By Hershberger
04' '11
;1 botkil
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h "muter. moo, u.s. pAr. or
"'1'to architect put in a touch of St. Valentine's Day for the
benefit of my daughter!"
Anti Steel Trap Campaign of the Association
For the Protection of Fur -Bearing .Aniunals
Very few people have ever
thought about the cruelty involved
in trapping fur -bearing animals, and
when it is first brought to their
attention, they arc deeply shocked.
It is a fact that the vast majority
of animals caught in steel traps do
not die at once, but are held by a
wounded or broken paw until death
conies, sometimes days later. The
best death such an animal can hope
for is death by drowning, if the
trap is set under water, and even
this is rot a quick death, since the
animals for which this is designed
can exist for comparatively long
periods under water. Otherwise
death comes from freezing, which
also is slow, as these animals are
equipped by nature to live in very
cold climates, or by starvation,
thirst or gangrene, or by the hand
of the trapper who may not visit
his traps often, "Grey Owl" writes
in "Pilgrims of the Wild" (page 49)
that frequently birds will pick out
the eyes before the animal is dead.
In the meantime the trapped ani-
mal suffers the terror of a wild
creature captured, and the agoniz-
ing pressure on the wounded paw.
Is it any wonder that such animals
sometimes escape by chewing or
twisting off their own paw, and that
animals have been caught by their
one remaining foot?
Works Against Cruelty
The majority arc appalled when
first they Iearn of the cruelty
involved in t r a p p i n g, and the
A.P.F.A., Th- Association for the
Protection of Fur -Bearing Animals,
is an organization founded to work
against this cruelty. The Associa-
tion, though not yet as large as it
must become to be truly effective, is
growing, and has now been in ex-
istenece for thirteer years. It is
a humane society which aims to
protect the wild, fur -bearing animals
of Canada from a lingering death
in a steel trap. The Association is
endorsed by the leading Humane
Societies across Canada. In addi-
tion to •he parent body in Toronto
there is a well established branch of
the Association in Vancouver,
We are willing to attack this
enorniouproblem from any and all
angles. The American Humane
Society offered money prizes for
the invention of humane traps.
Scores have been tried, but so far,
none has been entirely satisfactory,
Most of the cost more, and those
of the box -type are more difficult
to transport, while still others take
longer to set up than the old cruel
STUFF AND THINGS
trap. We have not given up hope
however, of finding something as
cheap and as effective, and more
humane; a type of trap which would
kill instantly would seem to most of
us to be the ideal, something that
would do away with the terror and
agony now suffered.
Don'ts for Trappers
If you are a trapper in your
spare time, we suggest that you
follow these four DON'TS'drawn
up specifically for- the spare -time
trapper. 1. If snaring is still per-
mitted in your county and you make
a practice of killing predators and
fur -bearers in this manner, DON'T
in mercy's name use the hay -wire,
home-made snare. Write us for
particulars of a humane snare. 2.
DON'T use snares of steel pinch
traps where the box type will do.
3. DON'T neglect to visit every
trap at least once in twenty-four
hours. 4. NEVER under any con-
sideration be guilty of using a
"spring -pole" set.
To all trappers, vendors and
purchasers of fur, and to the public
at large we say, "Every sentient
creature which contributes to the
production of the things we use or
enjoy deserves, at the very least,
humane consideration."
The fur trade is the oldest estab-
lished industry in this country: some
historians claim that Canada was
built upon it, but that is no reason
why its appalling cruelty should be
permitted to continue. Norway,
Sweden, Finland and even Ger-
many, have all i bolished the steel
trap. Why is North America so
backward in this one particular?
Servicemen Supplied
With Tools of Trade
The Australian repatriation cont -
mission supplied servicemen with
tools of trade when they returned
to civilian life.
A drover got a cattle dog (with
pedigree).
An entertainer got a pair of rol-
ler skates.
A minister got a cassock and sur
plice.
A racing commentator and a
stipendiary steward put in for bin
oculars.
A museum scientist asked for a
.303 rifle to shoot crocodiles.
Insurance agents and time -pay-
ment collectors have asked for
bicycles.
A ventriloquist asked for heads
and bodies of dolls.
A waiter sought a salver.
Sixty thousand men have been
supplied with their trade needs for
460 occupations.
Miss Letty
Retires
By
JANET M. RINZ
Let y Howard paused hesitantly be-
fore the warped oak door. When it
closed, it would he for the last time
—putting finis to the best years of
her life. Yet she hadn't grieved too
much. When one was the last of
the family, and when one's income
had ceased to exist, the inevitabe
had to be accepted. But it had been
unbearably hard to say farewell to
the old rosewood piano.
The piano had been the last of her
things to go. The sale of the piano
had removed her sole means of live-
lihood—music teaching. However, it
had brought a small measure of com-
fort. too. The money added to her
small, painfully accumulated savings,
would enable her to enter "Sunset
Home -Haven for the Aged.' with
her head up—beholden to no one.
Old Sam Warner, waiting patient-
ly at the curb with his rig. climbed
down. "Better let me handle that,
Miss Lefty," he smiled. "Pretty big
bag for a little lady."
Letty relinquished the bag grate-
fully. "Time was," she answered,
"When 1 could carry twice that
weight," She paused, recalling.
"Why, I moved my piano around
without any trouble. Nobody ever
touched it. Not even at house-clean-
ing time."
"Set great store by that pianny,
eh, Miss Letty? Long's 1 can re-
member, you were playing it every
time I went by."
"Sam, 1 loved that piano more than
1 should love an inanimate thing,"
she answered. "it teas everything 1
wanted. it was n wonderful friend."
Sam helped her into the rig,
climbed in himself, lifted the reins
and clucked gently to his horse.
"Bet there ain't a grown-up in Mill -
port but what don't remember that
pianny," he chuckled. "How many
young-uns do you figger you taught
music to, Miss Letty?"
"Oh, dozens, Sam, 1 guess. And
you know, I dont think there was
one who didn't like music, deep
down."
The two rode silently for a while.
Occasionally Sam pointed out a
clump of flowers, or a familiar tree,
lifting its shy, green buds to the
spring sun.
"I like flowers," he confided pres-
ently. "Anything that grows. I like
earth. Seems like just feeling soil
strengthens me. I can make any-
thing
nything grow."
She smiled. "Before the new folks
move in the old place, why don't yon
go and get some slips from Lucy's
roses."
"Why, thanks, Miss Lefty. I'll do
that" "Well" he said, looking ahead.
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"seems like there's a party at the
Home 1"
MISS LETTY'S hand flew to her
quivering mouth. "Oh, Sam,,
sin breathed, "fake me around to the
back 1 I c•can't face people, 1 just
can't go in the front . "
"Now. Miss Lefty;" Sam said
kindly, "ft's not like you're going in
f ree. Your way's paid ... everyone
knows that! You got a right to go
in the front door!"
She hesitated, then opened the
door. Moving timidly, she crossed
the threshold.
Immediately, delighted voices
greeted her as she paused, blinking
and bewildered. Friendly. faces swan
before her blurred vision; kindly
voices spoke affectionately.
Then came the miracle! It stole
through her consciousness . the
lilting strains of a beloved Chopin
Waltz, With trembling steps, she
walked down the hall, into a small
roost ... a rosewood piano ... her
rosewood piano, polished to its full
'vuty — every dear outline beauti-
fully visible to her half -believing
eyes.
The girl at the keyboard rose
swiftly, as Miss Lefty bent to read
the inscription nn the carved music
rack:
"To the reunion of two inseparable
companions whose presence and teach-
ings have forever enriched the lives
of all of Its .
Your Grateful Pupils."
Don't Worry
"I suppose this will be a danger-
ous operation, doctor?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Von can't
buy a dangerous operation for two
guineas!"
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- AGAINST INHUMANITY . .
Steel traps Inflict needless torture on their
helpless captives. Olen an animal Will gnaw
oft his tool to escape.
You can lessen the suffer-
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