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Word: abner (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...wonder if Al Capp realizes that his recent action [in marrying Li'l Abner to Daisy Mae] may force millions of red-blooded American boys to get married ? For years, Li'l Abner has been the bachelor's ideal. Now that he is married, only one course of action is open to us. Get hitched. Couldn't there be just one more miracle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Apr. 21, 1952 | 4/21/1952 | See Source »

...comic-strip world of Li'l Abner the unthinkable is always happening. But few readers ever expected the most unthinkable event of all: the ("gulp") marriage of Li'l Abner to Daisy Mae. Though Abner has been close enough to the altar to whiff the smoke from the cigar of self-made Magistrate Marryin' Sam, Cartoonist Al Capp always stepped in, in time's nick, with a save. Once, at the crucial moment, a gas explosion blasted Abner into a tree out of Daisy Mae's reach. Another time, after Preacher Sam had completed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: The Unthinkable | 3/31/1952 | See Source »

...uneasy about kidding America . . . The only thing for me to do seemed to be to change completely, hoping that in another year the air would clear." Actually, Capp also has a more practical reason: the marriage opens up a new wealth of material. Asks Capp: "Now how will Abner, who has never worked, support Daisy Mae? Will they have a family? Who will boss the household...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: The Unthinkable | 3/31/1952 | See Source »

...time Li'l Abner fans have recovered from the shock of the marriage, Capp will have another surprise for them. Next fall, he plans to make Fearless Fosdick a separate comic strip and has already lined up papers in 30 cities...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: The Unthinkable | 3/31/1952 | See Source »

Time was when baseball was a summer sport, played by young men who could wiggle a finger at the left-field stands without getting a banner line in someone's second section. Those were the good old days. Since then Abner Doubleday's pleasant pastime has been attenuated into an eight-months monster, devouring two-thirds of the year and thousands of tons of newsprint, bleating out paragraphs about the weight of Dick Wakefield's spikes and the quality of the umpiring in the Sally League...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Basebawl | 3/12/1952 | See Source »

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