NOTE: was going to post this with the YARNS of the BIG WOODS, but found so much more info that it warranted its own post.
THE SIDE-HILL GOUGER
Tag: 1922
YARNS of the BIG WOODS
Flappers Taking a Ride
Two flappers taking a ride the beach with their motorcycle and dog.
Fake Robbery
PAYS BOY $1000 TO STAGE $50,000 FAKE GEM ROBBERY, CHARGE
by United Press
LONG BRANCH, N.J., Feb. 22. – Mrs. Sarah L. Robertson, who last Saturday night reported to the police that a dinner party at her bungalow had been held up and jewels valued at $50,000 taken from her, was arrested today, charged with conspiracy in causing the holdup.
A few hours earlier the robbery had been branded as a “fake” by a youth named John Baily who told the police he had been hires by Mrs/ Robertson to enter the bungalow and pretend to steal the jewels. In reality, he said, he got nothing but a bag filled with tissue paper. He said Mrs. Robertson paid him $1000 to stage the holdup.
The Man From Earth, 1922
Playbill from Princeton University’s Triangle Club presentation of The Man From Earth, A Martian Musicality, 1922-1923
The Lucky Landing
Prudential life insurance advertisement, 1924 Continue reading “The Lucky Landing”
Safety First
“Safety first” is the motto of Miss Mary Jayne of Keith’s circuit
Mary Jayne seated in rocking chair with pistol strapped to her knee, claiming exemption from concealed weapon regulation by saying her (Colt) thirty-two isn’t a concealed weapon in these days of knee-length skirts. (Library of Congress)
Keith’s circuit would eventually become the “K” in RKO pictures (Radio-Keith-Orpheum)
Beach Cop
Col. Sherrell, Supt. of Public Buildings and Grounds, has issued an order that bathing suits at the Wash[ington] bathing beach must not be over six inches above the knee (LoC)
Photo shows Bill Norton, the bathing beach “cop”, using a tape measure to determine the distance between a woman’s knee and the bottom of her bathing suit on a beach in Washington, D.C.
They Live in Memory, 1922
Artwork from a newspaper insert, from a bank advertisement, honoring those that lost their lives in the Great War.
The Beginning of the “Age of Masks”
The coming age of masks marks a definite period in that delightful process known as the decline and fall of a civilization – a period when a race that has lost its pioneering freshness has still some faint lingering regard for the appearance of things. It is the time of delicate pretense; it is the beginning of wisdom and the end of faith. Upon the crumbling remains of the dying civilization, the tired survivors begin to erect their rococo delicacies; the voice of decadent beauty their ears are becoming sensitively attuned; and their faces they wear the simulations of their former virtues.
Here in America – and especially in the eastern part of America – this period of gentle decadence has gradually crept upon us until we are now in somewhat the same condition as was Rome under the Emperor Commodus. The evidences of this fact are altogether indisputable; one need name only the vogue of prize-fighting, musical comedies and “The Sheik.”
Let us, then, not fail to enjoy to the utmost this “Age of Masks” – “though much is take, much remains” – and perhaps to some of us, as we don our symbols of decadence, we come to the delightful fate of Lord George Hell, Max Beerbohm’s “Happy Hypocrite”, who eventually came to resemble his pure and innocent mask.
