HOMER DAVENPORT CARTOONIST
Davenport himself witnessed an illustration of the fame of some of his work. While waiting in Senator Hanna's ante-room for an interview one day, there came in an old colored preacher. As soon as the Senator showed himself, the preacher exclaimed: "Why, how is that, " said Mr. Hanna, "I've never met you." "Well, you see, Marse Hanna, I knowed you from your pictures in the papers -- the ones Mr. Davenport draws." Davenport was sitting close by, so the Senator couldn't help but smile, although it is not on record that he relished the portrait of himself which Davenport had made familiar to millions of Americans all over the country. |
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much of Davenport's work was not without humor, his strongest and most
characteristic work were his serious cartoons, which partook of the nature
of the stern religious reformer for whom he was named. A good deal of this
quality undoubtedly came to him through being brought into early association
with the work of Nast, whose powerful cartoons in Harper's Weekly
penetrated the Oregon Davenport began to draw very early in life, but never took any lessons in the art. In fact he got little or no schooling of any kind. This lack of technical training was at times apparent in his work, but it did not to any extent mar the satirical power of his political work. The chief qualities of his cartoons were simplicity and force. If the drawing sometimes seemed crude, the idea was always apparent and the effect strong. |
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Born in the little town of Silverton, Oregon, in 1867, Davenport was forty-five years of age at the time of his death. Besides his cartoon work, he had also written several books, among which were "The Diary of a Country Boy," "The Bell of Silverton and Other Stories of Oregon," and "The Dollar or the Man." He occasionally lectured on the influence and work of the cartoonist. Davenport was very fond of country life and a great lover of animals. On his stock farm in New Jersey he raised fancy poultry and bred horses and other animals. In 1906, he visited Arabia and brought over, with the Sultan's especial permission, a string of twenty-seven Arabian horses, said to be the only genuine horses of this type in America. Had Mr. Davenport lived, he would undoubtedly have given us some brilliant work during the coming Presidential campaign. His death removed a potent force in American journalism, and a most picturesque and popular member of his craft. |
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