Rediscovered: The Shadow and His Signatories

Autograph Hound Super-Sunday once more!

Haven’t done one of these in awhile — and for once it’s not coming from that maniacal Autograph Hound Brian Leno. At least not directly.

Brian did tip me to a plethora of John Hancocks on the block that decorated the cover for the slim program book for the 1977 Bouchercon in NYC. But I’m the one who popped for it.

I’ve been on a The Shadow kick lately, plowing through almost a dozen of the short novels. The Gahan Wilson cartoon of Jack Kerouac’s favorite pulp avenger plunged in the first hook. Wilson signed just below his byline on the illo. The major Shadow scribe Walter Gibson did his Double X mark (just below the AT THE) where the top of the Xs makes a W followed by the rest of Walter B. Gibson and the lower half makes an M followed by the rest of Maxwell Grant, the Street & Smith house name for writers working on The Shadow Magazine. I already have his Double X mark in a first edition of The Shadow Scrapbook, but that hook was in, sharply tugging.

Another attraction was that this copy came from the collection of the late Richard Lackritz, an MD who delivered over 700 babies. Nice guy. I met him during the Boucheron in Austin, Texas in 2002, and got to drive his car. Finest such machine I ever drove, some luxury brand like Lexus. We were heading out for dinner — Lackritz, me, Dennis McMillan, Gary Philips, Kent Harrington — and Dennis insisted I drive, since Lackritz was a terrible driver. I only did one showboat move, summoning up torque, to give them their money’s worth — and so we didn’t miss the left turn for which no one gave me any advance notice.

An In Memorian gesture, then.

From that point on, any other consideration just iced the cake. Brian told me that two signatures at the bottom more than covered the cost. Isaac Asimov apparently goes for $200ish, more if in a desirable first edition of one of his books. “By itself,” Brian said, “I would guess Dannay adding ‘Ellery Queen’ pretty much, almost, pays for the item.”

And there are more. John Ball at the top center (I got to drive him around once, too), author of In the Heat of the Night. Brian Garfield, author of Death Wish, under the heavier inked siggie of Jon L. Lellenberg. I met Lellenberg as well; one of several claims to fame, he was the author of the last book issued by Arkham House. Stanley Ellin. Ed Hoch.

An autograph I would have never doped out was Christiana Brand, but Brian IDed it. Begins under the W in NEW and rolls in a line under YORK — the B in Brand directly under the O. Phyllis A. Whitney, mystery romance novelist, signed directly over MURDER. Dorothy Salisbury Davis signed bottom right, at an upward angle. Phyllis White (under 1977) was the widow of “Anthony Boucher” — I met her on a few occasions.

A checklist used while rounding up the autos remains in the booklet. Names on that list that I don’t see corresponding signatures for include Steranko, Robert Fish, Ron Goulart and Lin Carter. I have a ton of Lin Carter holograph material, correspondence from the 1950s and so on — but he ought to have made the cut. Maybe he ducked out early before Lackritz could corner him.

The six neither Brian nor I can identify begin, top down:

Between the W and the Y the name John M______. The name John Mullen is on the Lackritz list, but this one doesn’t seem to match.

Under MURDER, the name Charles S_______.

To the right of Charles S______, past Michelle Slung, and above the Davis in Dorothy Salisbury Davis, some squiggling at an up-and-down angle. I can’t tell if the name starts at the top or the bottom. Or if the squiggles are two autographs.

Under WAL, in blue ink, Peter (?) S (?) B (???). Doesn’t quite match the auto of Peter S. Beagle, but in haste he might have put the “l” in Beagle in the wrong position.

To the right of the blue siggie, M____ E_____ (???).

Under the Double X in Walter/Maxwell the name John L or T______ (???).

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Rediscovered: Charles G. Finney

Autograph Hound Saturday, and again that distinguished Autograph Hound Brian Leno provides the John Hancock for the delectation of the discriminating connoisseur of the holographic arts.

Here’s Brian:

I got to thinking that more books inscribed to the late bookseller Gerry de la Ree might be out there, so I checked and found these two wonderful books. I already have signed copies of Dr. Lao and The Unholy City but these are de la Ree’s copies and the price was right.

I’m not crazy about books not directly signed, but hey, good enough for de la Ree, good enough for me.

Plus I enjoy the extra wording on the paste-in slips where Finney gives a little extra info about each book.

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Hammett: Dashammet

Will Murray digs away in aging archives, turning up cool tidbits.

Here’s Will:

I came across these excerpts from Mort Weisinger’s Pony Express gossip column in Writer’s Review back in the 1930s.

“DASHIELL HAMMETT is busy in Hollywood working for MGM on the sequel to The Thin Man and there’s even a chance that the good-looking author and ex-Pinkerton man of San Francisco will enact the leading role instead of William Powell.” (12/34)

“Erle Stanley Gardner, the slick-clicker, has peddled his Perry Mason novels, Case of the Velvet Claws and Case of the Lucky Legs to Warner Brothers, both slated to hit celluloid this annum. . . Ditto for Dashammet with his Money Man. . . .” (8/35)

Dashammet must be the 1930s version of Bennifer. . . .

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Rediscovered: Og

Autograph Hound Saturday yet again, and Brian Leno goes all caveman on us. I’ve always liked cavemen.

Here’s a quick note from Brian:

Thought you might like to see the Og books, all inscribed by Irving Crump to the late bookseller Gerry de la Ree. At first, as I told you, I just bought the start of the series, but realizing I could not break up the set I bought them all.

Charles Livingston Bull was the illustrator of the Og, Son of Fire volume, and I liked that dj so much I hunted around and found his autograph, with a little drawing of a bunny, in a F. St. Mars volume. 

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Rediscovered: It’s Gotta Be Xmas

Now I notice that Amazon is offering Eph Book — which is to say, Arkham House Ephemera: The Classic Years — at 11% off retail.

Will they do the limbo and go lower? I have no idea.

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Rediscovered: Eph Book 5% Off

Just noticed that Amazon has knocked 5% off the retail on Arkham House Ephemera: The Classic Years, if you go for deals.

Must be some Xmas shopping thing. Or an algorithm gone wild.

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Rediscovered: A MetaNoir Worth Another Mention

I’m poking along, compiling another LitCrit MegaPack of my selected essays and reviews. Just scanned through the over 200 reviews I did for Publishers Weekly. Almost all short. Very tight word count. One that caught my eye was Noir by Robert Coover from 2010. If you like this kind of spin on the genre, then you might like this spin on the genre:

Metafiction lustily mates with hard-boiled mystery in this hilarious homage to Raymond Chandler and company, as Private Eye Philip M. Noir slips on his gumshoes and lacy underwear and hits the mean streets. He has a case, a client, but the widow goes missing. He encounters the Creep, Fingers, Rats, Snark, and an elusive fat man named Fat Agnes. He even meets people who “live in a different world. It was called daytime.” Prolific postmodernist Coover (The Public Burning) adds his dazzling two bits to the deconstructionist turf Paul Auster prowled in the New York Trilogy. “There’s a mystery here, but you’re a street dick, not a metaphysician. . .” Like Pynchon in the recent Inherent Vice, he pops off laughs on every page. “Her brother is in it somewhere and he is said also to be wearing women’s underpants and a bra. . . Is he your double? No, you don’t have a bra.” And don’t forget, Chandler was really funny, too.

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Posse McMillan: 5 Million Years Ago

Dennis McMillan phoned this morning and we caught up. After I got off the line I popped him the info on The Burnt Shadow and The Burnt Machens, where he played a role.

Then he sent back this photo — “of me, Nisbet, and ‘Dutch’ Leonard, signing at the UCLA Festival of Books 5 million years ago. . . .”

Dennis is in the hat and Hawaiian shirt, Jim Nisbet sits in front of him — Elmore Leonard is off to the left in the solid blue shirt.

Elmore technically wasn’t in Posse McMillan, but Charles Willeford was — just as good, right?

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Hammett: Interesting Old News

Will Murray has been delving into the vasty archives of newspapers available on the net for the dedicated researcher. You’ll remember him here for his discovery that, in fact, Hammett did not write the story “The Diamond Wager”. A major discovery, right up there with Warren Harris sleuthing down the real life Midget Bandit once mentioned by Hammett, who served as the model for Wilmer Cook in The Maltese Falcon.

In addition to mucho such research, Will must be as well or better known as a neo-pulpster, ghosting dozens of the paperback originals in The Destroyer series back when and more recently writing Doc Savage adventures under the traditional house name Kenneth Robeson.

Will dropped me a note saying, “I came across a mention in a 1929 newspaper that Dash Hammett and Raoul Whitfield were collaborating on a stage play version of The Maltese Falcon. Have you ever heard anything about this? Obviously, nothing came of it. Would you know if the stage play was ever finished? Does it survive? Probably not. An interesting footnote to the history of the novel….”

I never heard of the idea. Whitfield’s main connection to Hammett was as a fellow writer for Black Mask — Hammett reviewed and promoted his hard-boiled novel Green Ice. And had an affair with his wife, Pru Whitfield.

The headlines for the article in the Victoria Daily Times read:

Novelist Here

From Hollywood

Finishing Books

— —

Raoul Whitfied Now Com-

pleting “Green Ice”

and “Wings of Gold”

— —

Collaborating With Dashiell

Hammett in Adapting “Mal-

tese Falcon” to Stage

The text in the article adds no additional info in re: the play. Hammett of course talked about doing such a play, and the way he constructed the novel makes the idea seem logical.

On the business side of things, Will notes, “Benjamin F. Glazer signed a contract to adapt Maltese Falcon as a stage play in Aug 1930, but the contract was voided that December.

“In 1945, Laurence Stallings did the same. That contract was voided Feb 1946.

“Strange. Did they both find the adaptation too daunting?”

Diving deeper into Hammett, Will says, “Another interesting item I discovered was that John Barrymore was slated to play Sam Spade in the 1931 film. But some kind of scheduling conflict knocked him out of the picture.

“Barrymore was announced in the role in October 1930 but by December papers were reporting that he was doing Trilby instead. Trilby was ultimately released as Svengali.”

John Barrymore as Sam Spade! What would that have done to the history of cinema? Could he have out-Sammied Bogie? Probably not with that 1931 screenplay, but at least it would have paired him with the great Dwight Frye.

And to make it a trilogy, Will adds, “Another odd thing I discovered is that a random California newspaper serialized The Maltese Falcon in the middle of 1930. That seems strange when the book had just come out.”

Yeah, published by Knopf on Valentine’s Day 1930. And later that year in The Chico Record.

But as my pal the late great John D. Squires determined, the newspapers were going wild with reprints. He once spotted a reprint of Hammett’s The Thin Man from 1934 in The Australian Women’s Weekly for February 15, 1936.

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Hammett: In the Jeopardy! Matrix

Obviously deeply imbedded in the neurons that summon up clews for Jeopardy! What can I say, the ghost of Hammett strikes again.

On November 13, S42E49, in the first round.

Category: Whosolvedit?

The $400 clew:

With the name of a “Thin Man” woman this owner of a cat named Nick solved the murder of an art collector in “Claws for Alarm”.

Contestant David buzzed in and said, “What is Nora?”

Ken Jennings replied, “Can you be more specific?”

David: “What is Nora . . . Charles?”

Ken: “That’s right, yeah.”

Of course it’s right. If the guy had said anything else, it would be wrong. Very, very wrong.

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