Showing posts with label antique toys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label antique toys. Show all posts

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Two of My Favorite Toys

    It occurs to me that in this blog I have not returned to my antique toy collection since one of the very first blogs. It is Christmas time and it would seem a good time to describe two of my favorite toys and what I know about their history.




     This first toy you saw in the video is a tin wind-up walker. The late 19th century and early 20th century was the time of tin wind-up toys. These toys were made of pressed steel coated by tinplate. Then bright color was applied to the flat pieces of tinplate by chemical means, called chromlithography. After coloring the tinplate was formed over molds and then pieces were attached together with little metal tags. These toys were lighter weight than cast iron and therefore could be shipped less expensively. Tin toys came as still toys, as mechanized toys, sometimes with friction mechanism that would make the toy vehicle or animal run forward after gettings its wheels going. Another type of tin windup was the walker. This was a person or animal that would walk when wound up. Various personalities were made as walkers, especially the character, Charley McCarthy.

      My walker is Harold Lloyd, a silent film actor also known as Funny Face. Harold Lloyd (1893-1971) was born in Burchard, Nebraska on April 20, 1893, the second son of James Darsie and Elizabeth Lloyd. His ambition to perform… “ goes back to the first time I can remember knowing what an actor was. I never had any other idea. And when my family moved around, as it did frequently, I began to play in amateur theatricals. When I was only twelve years old, I was playing Little Abe in Tess of the D’Urbervilles.”
Stage roles in school productions led to work in stock productions. Harold was down to his last nickel in San Diego when the Edison Film Company came to town looking for extras. After shooting his four-second film debut as an Indian, Harold set his sights on a career in the movies and moved to Los Angeles. He used to sneak onto the Universal lot by putting on makeup and moving in and out of the gates with other actors that were going to lunch at an outside lunch counter. While on the Universal lot, Harold met Hal Roach who would later produce the films of Laurel and Hardy and Our Gang comedies. When Roach formed his own company, Lloyd joined him. Lloyd portrayed early comic characters that were not very different than Charlie Chaplin’s Little Tramp. Then Harold decided to transform his screen character into someone more like himself and his career took off. Harold was the first comedian to portray a character that looked and acted like someone sitting in the audience. He wore everyday clothes and a simple pair of horn-rimmed glasses. With this character he could experience the humor in everyday life and as an average fellow, Harold’s boy next door could have a romance. His character was the beginning of romantic comedy in films.

     Lloyd often did his own stunts in his films. On a Sunday in August of 1919, Harold posed for a photographer to promote his new feature length comedy. The set-up called for him to light a cigarette with a prop bomb – the round, black type you might see in cartoons. The bomb wasn’t a prop at all; it exploded in his hand. It ripped open the sixteen foot ceiling and left Harold blind and with most of his right hand missing. Doctors told him he would never see again and his career was over. But the doctors were wrong. Eventually, his sight did return, his scars healed, and a glove was crafted to hide his handicap from his public. He wrote the glove into every movie he ever made after the accident because he was afraid his public would worry for his safety and not laugh at his stunts and antics during the comedy. He became known as the “King of Daredevil Comedy.” His films out grossed the movies of Charlie Chaplin, and Buster Keaton and he made more films than both of them put together. In 1928, Variety proclaimed him the highest paid film star.
     Harold was an innovator in the movie business. He pioneered new camera techniques and was one of the first filmmakers to preview his comedies to a test audience, and then re shoot recut and preview them again. At a time before unions, Harold paid his crew year-round, even when they weren’t shooting a film. When talking pictures came along, Lloyd was one of the first filmmakers to embrace the new medium. “Welcome Danger” opened in 1929 and was Lloyd’s highest grossing film. But 12 days later the stock market crashed and everything changed. Lloyd’s all American go-getter character no longer seemed in fashion to an audience struggling to survive the depression. His sound films in the 1930s lacked the success of his earlier silent work. He had made 200 films since his 4 second debut in 1913 and it was time to move on. In his later years, he became the highest ranking position of the Shriners. He devoted an entire year to visiting 130 temples across the country and during the last 20 years of his life worked tirelessly for the 22 Shriner Children’s Hospitals. He developed an interest in 3-D photography and traveled the world tasking pictures in stereo. He was the 5th film star to immortalize his hand and footprints in the pavement outside Grauman’s Chinese Theatre in Hollywood. In 1953, Harold received an honorary Academy Award for being a “Master Comedian and Good Citizen”. Over 20 years after his death, his bespectacled face appeared on a US postage stamp.

     Quote from Harold Lloyd, “It has been amazing to me that these comedies can still strike a responsive note of laughter with audiences of all ages and in all parts of the world. Laughter is the universal language. It establishes a common identity among people – regardless of other differences. It is the sweetest sound in the whole world.”

     My walker is made by Louis Marx Co, a toy company that made tin windup and many playsets from the 1920s to 1960s. Since the early tin toys were made in Germany especially by a company called Lehmann, it was not until there was anti-German sentiment after WWI ended, that US made tin toys began to take off. Louis Marx was born in Brooklyn, NY to Jacob and Clara Lou Marx in 1896. After graduating from high school he became an office boy for Ferdinand Strauss, the mechanical toy manufacturer. Eventually he advanced to managing the Strauss New Jersey plant, but was fired for urging volume manufacturing/sales.

After returning from WWI, he established Louis Marx Stamp, Co with his brother David.
Louis Marx Co marketed toys from other toy manufactureres such as Girard Model Works, C G Wood, Strauss and Carter and ended up buying out many of these companies over the years.
By 1922 he had already sold over 8 million of each of his famous tin minstrel dancer and Zippo climbing monkey. In 1928 he produced the Yo-Yo, making over 100 million destributed through Sears.
Unlike A. C. Gilbert, (the man who saved Christmas) during WWII he turned to defense work. In 1948 he switched to Plastic toys with poly ethylene for strength. He is known first for his tin toys, including wind up mechanical, and later tin model trains, then for his playsets including both lithograph  tin buildings and plastic figures and accessories, and then later for the Big Wheel. In 1972 his sales had slipped and his company was purchased by Quaker Oats Co. and toy manufacturing was closed in 1975. There have been a couple attempts to resurrect the old models by American Plastics but there was limited success. Many of his tin toys and playsets survive in many collections around the world.Circa 1930. Made by Louis Marx Company. Working.

         While clearly intending to produce a toy featuring the silent era and early talkies comedian Harold Lloyd, Marx did not have a license to use his image. Unlike his rival Charlie Chaplin, Lloyd never licensed any toys, dolls, figurines or other collectibles. The toy is dated from about 1930.

     My Funny Face walker is even more special to me because it belonged to my father. It shows moderate wear where the arms swing against the body but as you saw still walks just fine.

     My second favorrite toy is a blackboard easel made by Richmond Educational Furniture Co, Muncie, IN. This is a very unique toy which provided both my mother and myself as well as our siblings hours of educational play. You see I have two of these easels. One belonged to my mother and probably dates to the late 1920s. Then my parents bought me one in the late 1940s. The lithographic scroll at the top of the easel is delightful in both versions. My mother's is a bit torn up and can't be scrolled easily, but mine is in fine shape as you will see in the video below. The fold down blackboard has a blackboard surface on both sides and can be used as a desk. There are storage pockets inside the fold down desk. The whole structure is made of oak and is very sturdy when folded out. It can also be folded up for easier storage in the closet against the wall.

     The Richmond School Furniture Company was founded by a Quaker attorney named William Foulke Spencer in Richmond, Indiana in 1892. It made school desks, bookcases, benches, chalkboards, etc. (Spencer had formerly partnered with another furniture company that was destroyed by fire.) At the same time he formed the American Lawn Mower Company and the two businesses shared facilities. The companies moved to Muncie in 1902 to be nearer the recently discovered natural gas sources, so we know that your chalkboard was made after that date. The company stayed in business, essentially producing the same sort of things, until the mid 20th century. (The American Lawn Mower Company is still in business today!)


Saturday, February 13, 2010

Visit to an Estate Sale and Toys

       In this blog article I have juxtapositioned my interesting visit to a very unusual local estate sales that made the local and national news  versus  photos of my own antique toy collection to which I wanted to add by visiting this estate sale. Comtemplation of this sale and its scenario allows me to discuss some life issues, a favorite pastime of mine. Click Read More to see this whole article and photos.

    This was not just any old estate sale. This estate sale notice made the local news and I was told even the national news. A gentleman in his 50s had made a decision that after an early retirement he wanted to open and operate a gift shop. With this goal in mind, he had purchased an estimated million dollars worth of merchandise. But then he got cancer and he died. Now all that merchandise was for sale. Thousands of unopened boxes of stuff. The news showed  a few opened boxes of Barbie dolls, Lionel train cars, Star Wars figures and all sorts of diecast vehicles, Matchbox and Hot Wheel cars on the cards, and spectator sports items.
     This scenario raises a couple issues. Let's deal with the weighiest issue first. Actually this is an issue which consists of mostly questions. It regards retirement and dealing with what you are going to do after retirement, when to retire, and how long should one wait to do the thing one loves and wants to do. Here this poor gentleman planned and prepared to open a shop that he no doubt would love to manage. He made these plans for at least 8 years if not longer (I know because one of the things I bought was a Duke University Blue Devils logo diecast metal motorcoach in commemoration of the 2001 NCAA Basketball Championship.) He sacrificed his house to store all these items. After seeing the house, I really don't know how he lived there with all these boxes of stuff. But fate dealt him a losing hand and he never made it to operate his store. As a physician I had the occasional patient who looked forward to retiring when he could travel and do other things that he had been looking forward to, only to retire and become ill, seriously ill within the first year, and never get to do those things. The recent movie, The Bucket List, also considers these issues. In the movie, these two guys both know they have limited time left and decide to do a list of adventurous things before they die. The story is funny, poignant, and sad in the end because they both do die. But it is also fulfilling because they did accomplish their list, or at least most of it. I think the answer is to live each day as though there was no time left. Then there will be no reason to be sad. You will have lived each day and done your list of adventurous things, and you will not have left an estate full of thousands of items to be pawed over by the masses of people coming to a sale, all of them wondering why such a thing could have happened.

Above to the left is a cast iron horse drawn dumpwagon circa 1920s that belonged to my father. Below and to the right is Hubley-like cast iron tractor that also belonged to my father, from 1920s also.


     I am a collector of many things, but foremost is my antique toy collection. Well, the various items mentioned in the news report attracted me. We knew there was a snowstorm coming, to start in the evening of the first day of the sale. My husband at first didn't want me to drive out to the sale, about a 45 minute drive. He told me I could go if I walked. Right! But then, the sun came out and he relented. It was not hard to find the place, among the hills of the Kettle Morraine area. I was not familiar with estate sales; I had not attended any except my mother's which was an auction. Well, with the news advertisement, there was a line of people waiting on the driveway to get in. A man from the estate sales staff was taking names and then calling numbers for people to enter. Some people had given their name and then gone home to wait. I didn't have that option. Some people in the line had been waiting for 3 hours. But it was getting to be mid afternoon by the time I came so my hope was that they would just have to let the whole line in because the sale closed on this day at 5 pm. That is exactly what happened. After conjecturing with my colleagues of the moment in the line about this poor man and about what we would find inside, we were allowed passage.

The cast iron circus wagon above was not owned in my family. I picked it up at a second hand store.  It has been repainted as you can tell from the photo. Though this makes for an attractive item, for collectability and maximum monetary value, a toy should not be restored in such a way unless it is in very very rusty and bad    condition. If restoration is done, it should be done by a professional. In that case, the cast iron toy will be taken apart and each part will be painted separately as was done when the toy was made. It then will be put back together

The toy in the photo below is a pressed steel steam shovel like that made by Buddy L. I was owned also by my father and is circa 1920s. It needs some repair but is otherwise in very good shape.               .                                                                                                                        


     Inside the house at the estate sale, what we found was amazing. The basement garage, basement proper, and every room of the house had stacks of boxes of stuff  as tall as we shoppers with aisles wide enough for only one person between the aisles. Many boxes had already been emptied and were lying among the partially emptied and other closed boxes. There were many many commemorative die cast metal vehicle models, bobble head sports figures, walking sticks, junk keychains, childrens' Mickey Mouse caps, decorative what-nots of all kinds, paper products by the boxfull, CD cases,  various framed prints of little value, and many more items too numerous to describe. There were people there buying up stuff that they would later sell at the flea market booth that they operated. The Lionel train cars for $20 a piece were gone. The Sham-Wow cleaning clothes were gone. Someone was buying up all the inexpensive framed prints, box by box. I didn't see any Barbie dolls, nor any Star Wars figures. But someone said 6 truckloads of boxes had been taken out of the house to allow room to display the goods. They would be brought back and added to the sale as goods were cleared. Maybe those items  I was interested in would be brought back in on another day, but I didn't intend to trek back out here on another day particularly with a snowstorm on the way. There was no furniture in the house. Maybe that had been cleared out ahead of time also. The sale was scheduled for 3 days, but due to the snowstorm in the middle, some thought it would be extended at least another day.

The above three photos show my sons' collection of Matchbox and HotWheel cars They are in "played with" conditon. True collectors want these more modern day collectibles to be "mint on the card".

     At the sale, I managed to put together 8 large commemorative sports diecast vehicles, about a dozen Hotwheels and Matchbox vehicles on the card, 3 childrens' Mickey Mouse caps,  and a pink baseball cap U Wisconsin, with the logo W on it all for a little over $40. I lugged these through the long and slow check out line, establishing very brief camaraderie friendships with those near me in line. These are all really not antique toys; they are new in the box. So no doubt they will be left for my children to decide what to do with as much of my toy collection will be. I have oft pondered what will happen to all my toys that I love so much. I have a catalog of most of my collection with possible value, obtained from researching ebay. Only a few of my toys are worth values in the double digits, but I love them all, even the little Pokey and Gumby rubber figures. In my catalog, toys that belonged to family members are identified as having high levels of sentimental values. But I know that when something happens to me, my children will only have time to get an estate sale company in here and these antigue toys that I so love will be stacked up and pawed over by lines of people , just as I saw in the Kettle Morraine ranch house and my toys will be distributed far and wide. I have contemplated putting little red sticker dots on the toys that do have sentimental value so that my children can identify them in case they do want to keep those toys that have been in the family for 3 or 4 generations--at least they could make this choice. I have even comtemplated opening a toy museum where all these toys would be kept together. It is interesting that I may find myself in the same position as this gentleman out in Mukwonago. I just hope that the people waiting in the line to get in and the people pawing through all the stuff form some short friendships while they discuss the owner of all this stuff -- me.


   
     These model vehicles above are modern collectibles tht I have owned for some years. The historic Coca Cola truck was purchased. The other two were gifts from pharmaceutical companies before it was politically incorrect to accept such gifts.

     And here is a photo of one the more lovable toys in my collection, flexable rubber figures, Gumby and Pokey, circa 1960s. These characters were featured in TV series for 35 years. The original videos were made with animated clay figures of the star characters.