Swing (Feb-Dec 1951)

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CAPERS BY CAPP 393 shiftless, cowardly, but with a heart of gold. There's Daisy Mae, blueeyed, blonde, so much in love with Abner it's painful, and who has yet to learn what life is all about. Capp completed 12 weeks of the Li'l Abner strip, then headed for the United Features Syndicate. He waited around for three days, until the editor finally noticed him. The executive soon discovered that Capp had something a little different — a natural. Capp was placed under contract. Li'l Abner made his debut in August, 1934, and Capp's rise from then on has been swift and sure. CAPP lives with his wife and their three children — two daughters and a son — on his 65-acre farm near South Hampton, in New Hampshire, 65 miles from Boston. He has a studio apartment in Boston, on the top floor of a small three-story build The president of a western railroad once made a trip over a division with his private car coupled to the end of the train. After the trip was completed, he cornered the engineer. "On that stretch of new track back there," he said, "the train orders specified your maximum speed to be 54 miles an hour." "That's right," said the engineer, shuffling nervously. "How fast did you go?" asked the president. "45," replied the engineer, a little more nervously. "I have a speedometer in my car," the president said, "and I was going 65 miles an hour." All the embarrassed engineer could think of to say was, "Well, I'll be danged if I ever saw you go by us." ing, where he thrives on disorder. Capp writes his ideas and his dialogue in pencil in a loose leaf notebook. He sketches most of his figures in pencil, and pays two assistants around $18,000 a year. Lil Abner requires an average of 100 words a day. Capp works two weeks in advance of schedule, and mails a week's material to New York at a time. He spends two weeks of every month in New York. About his life as a cartoonist, Capp says, "My work is about like that of a day laborer. It takes me about four hours to do a daily strip, and ten for a Sunday page. I spend more time than I should with my drawings." Next to his wife and children, Capp loves the Yokum family more than anything else in the world. His personal tastes runs to sleek convertibles, golf, football, and wrestling. His favorite pastime — doping out new and dramatic situations for the Yokums. — R. J. Wilson "Darling! We'll be the happiest . . . wipe your feet . . . couple in the world!"