Seattle Times, June 13, 1923:
Three more days and then The Times Fun Frolic, the great annual girls’ day at Woodland Park.
Ushering in summer vacation with a three-ring-circus program of games, races, prizes, baseball, track, story telling and entertainment, the Fun Frolic this year will be the “day of days” for every girl in Seattle.
By the time the opening parade winds in a picturesque procession around the park until the last pretty dancer in the Junior Girls’ Dancing Frolic has made her bow, there will be something doing every minute. This is the assurance of the Fun Frolic committee headed by Miss Iphigene Banker of the city playfield department and of the other organizations who are cooperating with The Time and the committee to make the Fun Frolic a real carnival of fun for Seattle girls.
And yes, they put it together for a few decades.
Ripped from the headlines.
Drakeville has a criminal element. His name is Jerry.
It’s hard to say if he sold those bootleggers their mustard gas, since he was notorious about not leaving a paper trail, but it shouldn’t be a surprise that he’s getting his webbed toes wet in the prize fighting racket.
Anyway, since this is a Seattle cartoon, Green Lake was named for its naturally occurring algae blooms. Random Extra Duck was convinced the color was added by contractors and paid cash for his ignorance.
“Gee, Kid, you’ve been awful nice to us since the day with the blimp. In fact, some of the fireflies were talking about giving you a banquet. Why are you laughing?
“Funny thing, though, I haven’t seen them around for awhile. It’s almost like they dropped off the face of the Earth after they came around to your place for brunch. Come to think of it, the neighborhood in general’s been kinda sparse since you showed up. You seen anything happening?
“Close my eyes for a big surprise? Okay, but this better be good…”
About those “spirit trumpets”… It sounds like The Kid got tagged by #5 from the Mental Floss list.
Oh yeah, the city boosters of Shelby, Montana decided to take a gamble on a championship boxing match, thinking it would be a good way to turn it into a destination city. Their first roll of the dice: champion Jack Dempsey vs Tom Gibbons on July 4th.
We’ll be getting back to this match in greater detail when we get closer to July.
In which our feathered hero becomes a civic booster!
I’ve had a little trouble getting a fix on what the Seven League Club was supposed to be without reading lots and lots of old newspapers from front to back. (Oh the horror! Please protect me from all the history!) It appears to be a sort of booster club to brighten up the city in advance of a visit from President Harding. It’s named after the seven-league boots of European fairy tales, letting the wearer travel long distances at great speed.
(Dok Hager’s front page cartoon, May 21, 1923)
Historical spoiler alert: Harding made his trip to Washington state in July of 1923 as part of a cross-country “Voyage of Understanding” (which, with the clear eyes of hindsight, might as well have been called the “Escape From Teapot Dome Tour”), but he didn’t get much farther than that. We’ll get to that soon enough, though.
Boosterism only goes so far, however, and it stops (as it should) with an under-performing local sports team.