Let’s turn the calendar back to 1925, which isn’t a round number but was astonishingly better than 1920. I don’t know what happened in those intervening five years, but newspapers suddenly exploded with comic strips, to the point where, while this will be a long post, I had to pick and choose to keep it even within this length.
Comic history buffs are welcome to comment — Please!
Though I can start by saying that this Billy DeBeck fellow seemed busy, having drawn these two.
Oh, yeah, and this one.
And Thimble Theater was around, but Castor Oyl hadn’t hired that sailor yet.
Nor was Fritzi Ritz quite yet the girl we came to love. Note that the paper hadn’t updated the byline in awhile — that kid who signed the strip had taken over in May.
Most of the editorial cartoons were variations on the day, but we can’t leave Gaar Williams out, so we’ll let him speak for the category.
And if you’ve never read any Edgar Guest, here ya go. He was immensely popular, though perhaps not with lit majors and other high-minded sofistikits.
Lots of fun ads, but, in the interest of space, we’ll just contemplate how Lane Bryant still goes after the same customers, but has become a little more subtle about it. (And there was nothing wrong with having an armful of gal in those bygone days.)
Enough chatter. Here’s an embarrassment of riches — what a time to be a comics buff!
(Two from Briggs – different features but each distinctively his)
(Did not know Ripley also did editorial cartoons. This Believe It or Not appeared on a sports page.)
(This did not. Different meaning of “sport”)
(Golf jokes at Christmas? Who cares when the artist draws like this!)
And, inevitably, the day after …
Finally, from 1925, here is the first electronically recorded record, featuring a massive collection of glee clubs at the Met, produced as a demo of the new technique and mentioned in this discussion of 1920s Christmases: