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1 June, 1965Dear Ruth:I hope it’s permissible for an author to spend an inordinate number of hours in gleeful pride (or prideful glee?) over a review in THE HORN BOOK. In any case, that's what I've been doing.Well, needless to say I’m delighted you liked THE BLACK CAULDRON. Seriously delighted,...
by Lloyd AlexanderThe muse in charge of fantasy wears good, sensible shoes. No foam-born Aphrodite, she vaguely resembles my old piano teacher, who was keen on metronomes. She does not carry a soothing lyre for inspiration, but is more likely to shake you roughly awake at four in the morning...
The arrival of Harriet the Spy with fanfare and announcements of approval for its "realism" makes me wonder again why that word is invariably applied to stories about disagreeable people and situations. Are there really no amiable children? No loyal friends? No parents who are fundamentally loving and understanding? I...
28 November 1964Mrs. Ruth Hill ViguersThe Horn Book, Inc.585 Boylston StreetBoston, Mass., 02116Dear Mrs. Viguers,It is very good of you to increase my payment again. As you know, I have never asked for an increase or even hinted that an increase might be in order for I know that The...
Editorial by Ruth Hill ViguersWith the season of graduations upon us we will be hearing many speeches extolling wisdom and the other virtues that young people will need for their roles in the future. Recently I heard a speaker explain that “bookishness” was not enough, that book knowledge had to...
To Bertha E. Miller, for some time "Early one morning in the spring", with very much appreciation.Marcia BrownDear Mrs. MillerI want to tell you how much I enjoyed meeting you and how much it meant to me to hear your speech recalling Elizabeth Miller, Mukeiji, and the others, whom I...
Editorial by Jennie D. LindquistAs I write this 1956 is just ending. There is much on the radio about the Hungarian refugees who have come and are coming to this country, and I am wondering what 1957, their first year in America, will mean, particularly to the children among them. What...
Mansfield Mo.October 19th 1953Dear Miss Lindquist,Mrs. Nordstrom has told me of your plan for the Christmas Horn Book. I am thrilled and in a hurry for Christmas time to come that I may see it.You may use my letter to Clarence E. Kilburn, copy of which you enclosed, if you...
By Anne Carroll MooreChristmas began for me with the arrival of Puss in Boots, the gayest and loveliest of picture books in a format that is an artist’s dream of a publisher’s interest in every detail of production.Not only has Marcia Brown revealed fresh creative power in the freedom of...