[1] The Mystery Envelope. |
by E.M. Sanchez-Saavedra
Monday, March 24, 1997, approximately 2 P.M. A cool, sunny
day.
The postman climbed slowly up the six brick steps with a
bundle of letters, circulars and a small package. Little did he suspect that
this was a parcel fraught with destiny.
The unsuspecting carrier had just dropped a minor mystery
into my mailbox – not a major one, but a puzzle that I could not solve at the
time, and not in the intervening sixteen years.
The dingy little package
contained a slim red book. My jaw dropped.
BUT FIRST, a little background —
Since about 1957 I have collected a number of obsolete
popular cultural printed materials: broadsides, illustrated magazines, dime
novels and juvenile series books. Series books were the first, thanks to ‘Buy
one, get one free’ offers at bookshops. Soon I discovered that my favorite
series books could be had secondhand at a tenth of the price of new copies. I
was hooked. My chief purpose in collecting was to read and enjoy the books, and
finding elusive titles became a lifelong quest. In the 1980s, to assist my
search for these volumes, I began subscribing to various collector fan
magazines and corresponding with other collectors and dealers. The principal
journals were and are Dime Novel Round-Up, Yellowback Library, the Horatio
Alger Society Newsboy, the G.A. Henty Society Bulletin and an iconoclastic
publication called The M&A Review or The Mystery and Adventure Series Review, published at very
irregular intervals by Mr. Fred Woodworth of Tucson, Arizona. This last-named
journal can arrive anywhere from once to four times in a given year. It is
always worth the wait. The magazine is lovingly hand typeset and printed.
Articles are intelligent and eclectic, and geared to readers and book lovers, rather
than investors.
“Fred Woodworth is an anarchist and atheist writer based in the United States. He is anarchist without adjectives, saying: ‘I have no prefix or adjective for my anarchism. I think syndicalism can work, as can free-market anarcho-capitalism, anarcho-communism, even anarcho-hermits, depending on the situation. But I do have a strong individualist streak. Just plain anarchism—against government and authority—is what I’m for.’” — wikipedia entry
In addition to the M&A Review, he has published a political opinion journal, The Match, since 1969, espousing his personal, highly ethical philosophy.
According to Mr. Woodworth: ‘THE M&A REVIEW is published irregularly (whenever the editor can get around to
it) by Fred Woodworth, Post Office Box 3012, Tucson, Arizona 85702.
Subscription is at no fixed price: free or whatever you care to donate.
Donations, however, MUST be in either cash or stamps. Checks will be silently
ignored… Purpose of this magazine is to discuss obsolete popular culture,
particularly old-time series books. Typesetting and printing by Fred Woodworth.
All pre-press work and platemaking is done with solar power. No computer
equipment is ever used here for any purpose whatsoever.”
Incensed by the price gouging of some second-hand book
dealers, Mr. Woodworth decided to reprint several scarce books, including
Number 22 in the Rick Brant series — The Deadly Dutchman. (At the time, no
one else was providing moderately priced reprints for series book collectors.
Copies of this book were priced at from about a hundred to nearly a thousand
dollars.) A limited edition appeared in 1986, completely reset, rather than
photo reproduced, featuring a picture cover and a dust jacket. Graphics were by
J. Clemens Gretter (who signed his work ‘Gretta’), a major G&D series
book illustrator during the 1930s. Ironically, copies of the reprint that make
it to the open market now sell for high prices. (In order to thwart other book ‘scalpers,’ Fred later reissued the very first number of the Review, which had
become a pricey collectible.)
For those unfamiliar with U.S. series books from the
1940s-60s, three series stood head and shoulders above the rest in terms of
originality, intelligence and storytelling: The Rick Brant Science-Adventure
Series by ‘John Blaine’ (Harold L. Goodwin), the Ken Holt series, about a young
investigative journalist, by ‘Bruce Campbell’ (Sam and Beryl Epstein), and the
Tom Quest Series by Francis Hamilton ‘Fran’ Striker, about a young explorer.
Although I enjoyed the Stratemeyer Syndicate’s Hardy Boys mysteries and the Tom
Swift books, Rick Brant was my all-time favorite. The author was an actual
U.S. government scientist, involved with atomic energy following World War II,
and his books were a goldmine of arcane first-hand scientific and ethnographic
information. (Globetrotting Hal Goodwin had served as a combat Marine, a
journalist and project director with the Atomic Energy Commission, NASA, NOAA
and other agencies.) The books were well written, cleverly plotted, packed with
international adventure and Cold-War espionage, and the characters were
three-dimensional. Our teenaged heroes — Rick Brant, the son of a scientist,
and Donald ‘Scotty’ Scott, an ex-Marine — are brave and resourceful, but like
real youths they also make some impulsively bad judgments and have to take the
consequences. I think Rick is injured more than any other series book
character. His broken bones do not heal magically overnight, either. Villains
are particularly nasty pieces of work. Rick’s family members are not sappily
perfect ‘Leave It to Beaver’ stereotypes, but nevertheless a loving and
functional group. His father heads a private scientific foundation on mythical
Spindrift Island, off the New Jersey coast. Rick’s mother, sister Barbie and
the family dog often play key parts in the ongoing saga, as do several
scientists from the foundation and U.S. agents of the ‘Joint Army-Navy
Intelligence Group” (JANIG, a fictional stand-in for the Central Intelligence
Agency, is loosely based on the real life Military Intelligence Service’s
J.A.N. branch from World War II. The CIA was rarely mentioned during the
1950s.)
Grosset & Dunlap published the Rick Brant books in 24
volumes between 1947 and 1968, (23 stories plus the nonfiction Rick Brant’s
Science Projects in 1960.) An unpublished 24th story written in 1968 was
rescued from oblivion and issued in 1990 as The Magic Talisman, thanks to some
dedicated fans.
The first sixteen volumes were clothbound books with
separate color-lithographed dust jackets. Volumes 1-7 were bound in a smooth
brick-red cloth with black lettering. Volumes 8-16 were bound in a rough
brownish tweed cloth with black lettering. (Reprints of 1-7 also were bound in
tweed.) Numbers 17-23 were published only in full-color lithographed ‘picture
covers.’ Reprints of 1-16 had color picture covers taken from the original dust
jacket artwork.
[8] The three Rick Brant series binding formats: red, tweed and pictorial. |
The relative scarcity of collectible series books may often
be gauged by a volume’s position in a given series. Earlier volumes in longer
series were reprinted many times, while the final two or three might have gone
to press only once. Numbers 21-23 of the Rick Brant series became high-priced ‘collectibles’ as a result, although a substantial number had been distributed.
Author Harold Goodwin found that 8,500 copies of Rocket Jumper had been sold.
Fred Woodworth pointed out that of the ‘scarce’ titles, ‘over eight times as
many copies exist as there are known Rick Brant fans in series collecting circles.
In the case of Rocket Jumper there are almost THIRTY of the books for every
one of you out there… Be calm and remember that all things come to those who
wait.’
Thanks for waiting. And now for the mystery…
A decade after Fred Woodworth released his reprint of Rick
Brant’s chilling encounter with The Deadly Dutchman, my strange package arrived
in its smudged envelope with four 32-cent stamps, a book rate sticker and a
return address of ‘ACME Book Warehouse/ 24 Ellis/ San Francisco, CA 94102.’
Inside was a series book that was not supposed to exist.
The book that I removed from the San Francisco envelope was
a copy of Rick Brant Number 21, Rocket Jumper. Oddly enough I already had a
G&D copy in its colorful picture cover. This book looked strange, however.
It seemed to be a first format red binding! None of the books after number 17
was supposed to exist in that format, but here it was in three dimensions, with
texture, mass, specific gravity and a slightly musty aroma. The thing was real
all right. But what was it?
There was no note or invoice in the envelope, just the
anomalous book. The next day, I wrote to the ‘Acme Book Warehouse,’ seeking
clarification, but my letter was returned a few weeks later as undeliverable.
Was the mystery volume a gift, or a shipment destined for someone else that had
gone astray? Judging by a flurry of correspondence in the Summer, 1997 issue of
M&A Review, others had received similar anonymous
packages. Nearly all letter writers assumed that the book was an elaborate hoax
perpetrated by Fred Woodworth, but Editor Woodworth denied any involvement.
(Although his politics have made him many enemies, his candor has never been
questioned.) The mystery deepened. (Perhaps the Acme outfit was a subsidiary of
the firm that sold Wile E. Coyote his paraphernalia in the old Road Runner
cartoons?) Collector James E. Ogden, who would publish the Rick Brant
Electronic/Science Adventure Series Guide a year later, received thirteen
copies of the anomalous book, shipped from Austin, Texas. All other mystified
recipients reported the nonexistent San Francisco address.
By a coincidence, I traveled to San Francisco in Autumn,
1997. Naturally, I found an opportunity to visit ‘No. 24’ Ellis Street.
Starting at the corner of Stockton and Ellis Streets, I found an unoccupied ‘Great Western Bank’ and a B.A.R.T. (‘Bay Area Rapid Transit’) Deli, an
International Restaurants, and a parking deck. Today, the same block is
tenanted by an Apple Store, a ‘Crate and Barrel,’ and a parking deck. Nary a
book warehouse in sight. The ‘street view’ option from Google Maps reveals no
Number 24, which should be located within the Apple computer store on the
right.
Every couple of years, I would pull the odd volume off the
shelf and examine it for clues. Of the five basic journalistic questions, I had
partial answers to What? (A book) When? (1997) and Where? (San Francisco and
Texas — or somewhere else.) The Who? and the Why” remained elusive.
Minute examination of the physical volume is of little help,
except to establish its strangeness. Its paper stock is thinner, lighter and
whiter than the authorized Grosset & Dunlap picture cover edition, but it was
printed from the identical offset plates. Superficially, the cover resembles a
first format red binding, but the color is too bright and the spine was
designed for a thicker volume. The binding lacks the grooved hinges common to
all G&D series books. Endpapers resemble the earlier version of Rafael
Palacios’ map of Spindrift, with white landmasses on blue water. (Later
endpapers use black outlines on a white background.) The cover typeface is
nearly identical to that used by G&D, but a close comparison of the
author’s name reveals an ill-proportioned O in ‘JOHN’ and the shapes of the serifs
in several letters differ as well. The lightning bolt logo reads ‘A Rick Brant
Electronic Adventure.’ (By 1966, when Rocket Jumper first came out in picture
covers, the motto had been changed to ‘A Rick Brant Science-Adventure Story.’)
One small clue finally emerged about a year later, however.
Because of the same inflated prices that impelled Fred Woodworth to reprint The
Deadly Dutchman, I was happy to obtain a U.K. reprint edition (World
Distributors, Manchester, Ltd.) of a scarce Ken Holt title to complete my set
of that series. (I couldn’t afford the ‘astronomical’ prices for a G&D
original quoted by Fred Woodworth’s ‘venal dealers.’) When The Mystery of the
Sultan’s Scimitar arrived, I was struck by the resemblance of its binding
construction to my Rick Brant book. The spine design was awkwardly proportioned
and the book lacked grooved hinges. I now suspect that an English distributor
obtained a number of unbound G&D copies of Rocket Jumper and fabricated new
bindings, using an earlier format as a template. Due to thicker paper stocks
used before 1960, the dust-jacketed books needed wider spines.
Theorizing about production deals with only part of the
puzzle. Okay, the books were assembled in the U.K. or elsewhere, possibly from
unsold stock. The sixty-four-dollar questions remain: who shipped them to about
a dozen collectors and why? Postage alone came to $1.28 per book, and unless
he/she rescued the volumes from a trash bin, (or pilfered them,) the books
themselves must have cost something. Printing the misleading ‘Acme Book
Warehouse’ envelopes was another expense. Yet there was never a hint of
reimbursement or a follow-up ‘gotcha!’ letter. And how were the recipients
chosen? Questions, questions…
[15] A comparison of binding constructions between a typical U.K. series book reprint and the Mystery Edition, showing the lack of grooved hinges. |
I would like to thank my benefactor for both a very
interesting book and an intriguing mystery. His/ her perplexing book surfaces
occasionally on various collectors’ online forums, and fingers still point to
Fred Woodworth. A TV detective citing ‘Motive, Means and Opportunity’ would
conclude that he ‘fit the frame’ on all three points. Yet, on purely stylistic
evidence, I’m reasonably certain that this oddball book is not his work. The
printed pages are the unadulterated Grosset & Dunlap mass-produced product.
The badly proportioned cover typography and crude assembly fall far below his
meticulous design standards. Of course, the person who distributed the books
did not necessarily have to be the one who produced them. Lastly, at least a
circumstantial connection exists between the mystery book and the Mystery and
Adventure Series Review. A majority of the recipients seem to have been
subscribers to the magazine and/or purchasers of Fred’s Deadly Dutchman
reprint.
WELL, there you have it. The book is as much a conundrum today as it was in 1997.
In hopes that this message will reach the anonymous sender:
Your unexpected gift was and remains much appreciated. I prize it highly.
Unsolved mysteries make the world that much more interesting.
Wish I could solve this mystery, but I can't. I just want to add a "me, too" and name Rick Brant as my favorite kids series. In fact, when I sold my collection of boys' adventure books some years ago, the Rick Brants were the ones I couldn't part with.
ReplyDeleteIn my youth I read hundreds of boys' adventures, dating back to Burt L. Standish and Victor Appleton the First. Most of them were obviously cranked out without much thought. As a boy and as an adult I was impressed by the quality of Rick Brant's writing. Many of "Blaine's" vivid scenes stayed in my memory my entire life. It was Blaine/Goodwin who taught me the value of "local color" in adventure writing. You felt he'd actually visited the places he described. I got a special thrill when he set a book in the Philippines, where I'd spent a couple of boyhood years. Alas, I never met any pirates.
I'm not making Goodwin out to be some kind of genius, but he clearly was a good, caring craftsman who put into each book a little more than he needed to.
[P.S.: I own "The Deadly Dutchman" but I never saw a copy of "Rocket Jumper."]
Wow, very interesting little book mystery! I came upon it today as I sit here "baby-sitting" my one summer school student trying to make up his World Geography course. The last few weeks as we've neared the end of the school year, I've gotten interested in pushing my little Rick Brant series closer to completion. I don't have and have never read the last 5 books, so your story regarding "The Deadly Dutchman" is interesting.
ReplyDeleteI give this series at least partial credit for the development of my fascination with gadgetry!
Thanks,
Stan
Despite Fred's denials, I believe he's the one who sent the book. I'm basing it on the way he always sent my copies of Mystery and Adventure Review, in white envelopes, using stamps, not meter stickers. I always thought that Fred might have had some aversion to stepping into a Post Office, and was probably mailing his copies from the nearest mailbox. By using a non-existent return address and different font for the anonymous gift book he might have hoped to direct attention away from him. But the act of getting a free copy of such an edition would create a mystery, and he would definitely be a suspect in the commission of such a generous act.
ReplyDeleteFred is an interesting individual, and sadly I let lapse a correspondence that went for a time a few years ago. Fred was very generous in sharing things with me. My correspondence with him was a few years after he sent out copies of the Rick Brant book, so I didn't get one of those, darn it.
If you read the back ads in the Review at that time, Fred advertises that he has a boxful of the red Rocket Jumpers still available. They appear to be the same as the other books he produced, so I don't think it's much of a mystery. Mike
ReplyDeleteI was the recipient of a copy of Danger Below! way back in the 90s. It's not an original, but the stories were and are what's important to me.
ReplyDeleteTo this day, I don't know who sent the book to me. I always suspected Fred had a hand in the book arriving in my mailbox. :)
The first "real" book I ever read by myself was "The Lost City," in 1967, when I was six. Because of that feat, my next oldest sister made it possible for me to get my VERY OWN library card! I still have that library card.
ReplyDeleteThe Rick Brant series (up to and including "The Egyptian Cat") was read over and over through my early teens, lovingly taken care of through the years, and given back to my oldest brother (b. 1947).
There will always be a special place in my heart for these well-written books. Thanks for the blog post!