Word: cake
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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With a birthday party and a homecoming in the same week, Buckingham Palace was a bustling place for parents, grandparents and small fry alike. Prince Charles a vigorous three, snuffed out his candles with one puff, and highly approved his cake decorated with candy figures of his heroes, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck and Pluto. For the papers and people of Britain, a picture of the party also provided a reassuring view of King George VI, the first one since his recent lung operation. It was, said the Daily Mirror, "a picture that will cheer the heart of the nation...
Cartoonist Price, 50, never went to art school. He gives young cartoonists tips on how to sell their stuff rather than how to do it. A typical suggestion: "Disguise your drawings by wrapping them so that the editor thinks he's getting a fruit cake. If that doesn't work, send him a fruit cake...
...Operation. Nutty as a fruit cake to all but his ardent fans is Virgil Franklin Partch II (pen name: VIP). Even when seen, a Partch cartoon can hardly be believed. "Guess Who," reads the caption under a domestic scene in which the not-so-little woman has sneaked up on her man from behind and blindfolded him with her bosom. Now 35, Partch has already drawn a man with as many as 19 fingers; he stamps out ugly, proboscidian heads as though he had gone berserk with a giant cookie-cutter. His special bugaboo: meeting his public. "They expect...
Herbert's object is to show his audience (estimated at 850,000) what goes on in the world-why the wind blows, what makes a cake rise, how water comes out of a kitchen tap. To explain rain, he boils water in a coffee pot, compares the steam to clouds, and shows how "rain" will condense on the sides of a glass held over the spout. He demonstrates static electricity with a charged rubber comb, lets it pick up a cluster of cork filings and then release them in a miniature snowstorm the moment they are oppositely charged. Using...
That night people dropped in, drinks were passed, and a waiter brought a wedding cake. A noisy party grew. Marion did not feel well and went to bed early. But two days later, back in her own house in Beverly Hills, she said, reflectively: "It will be all right. W.R. liked him very much. Yes, it will be all right...