Carl R. Jacobi |
In a subsequent quarter,
one of his fellow students also turned in a previously written composition—not
his own work, however, but a pulp story by Robert E. Howard. It too received a
top grade. On the last day of class, Jacobi approached the instructor. “I’d
like you to know who I’ve been competing against,” he announced. “A
professional writer.” “That often happens,” was the professor’s bemused reply.
(LRH 9)
Carl Jacobi’s classmate, like Jacobi himself,
encountered Howard’s prose in Weird Tales;
Howard’s prose hadn’t been published in any other pulp by 1928. After selling
“Spear and Fang” (WT Jul 1925),
“Wolfshead” (Apr 1926), and “The Lost Race” (Jan 1927), Howard exploded in 1928
with “The Dream Snake” (Feb), “The Hyena” (Mar), “Sea Curse” (May), and the
seminal Solomon Kane tale “Red Shadows” (Aug). Perhaps taking the hint,
Jacobi’s one first professional sale to the pulps followed in 1928. (LRH 12)
In the fall of 1931, Jacobi’s “The Coach on
the Ring” appeared in the Dec 1931/Jan 1932 issue of Ghost Stories, a weak but enduring competitor to Weird Tales. The confessional style of Ghost Stories gave it a poor reputation,
but was still a paying market that occasionally attracted good writers—Robert E. Howard had
placed a story in there two years previously: “Apparition in the Prize Ring” (GS Apr 1929). Jacobi’s freshman effort
was sufficient to attract the notice of August Derleth, who in turn brought him
to the attention of H. P. Lovecraft. (ES2.440,
442) Jacobi attained real attention when he landed another story: “Mive,” which
appeared in the Jan 1932 issue of Weird
Tales. Although it wasn’t voted the most popular tale in the issue (Clark
Ashton Smith’s “The Monster of the Prophecy”), the story was highly regarded by
Lovecraft, who expressed his enthusiasm to Weird
Tales editor Farnsworth Wright. (SL4.24)
Robert E. Howard wrote a little later:
If I were to express a
preference for any one of the tales, I believe I should name Derleth’s “Those
Who Seek”—though the stories by Smith, Long, Hurst and Jacobi could scarcely be
excelled. In the latter’s tale especially there are glimpses that show finely
handled imagination almost in perfection—just enough revealed, just enough
concealed.
— Robert E. Howard, Weird Tales Mar 1932 (CL2.302)
Before long, Lovecraft wrote a letter of
encouragement to Jacobi…whether prompted by a letter from Jacobi or Derleth
isn’t clear, but Lovecraft volunteered one important piece of information:
The address of Robert E.
Howard is Lock Box 313, Cross Plains, Texas. Just now he is travelling in the
southern part of his state, hence may be tardier in receiving & replying to
correspondence than at other times. He is an old-time Texans steeped in the
virile & sanguinary lore of his native region, & writes of his local traditions
with a force, sincerity, & genuinely poetic power which would surprise
those who know only his more or less conventional contributions to the
magazines. His letters form a veritable epic of primitive emotions & deeds
in a grim & rugged setting--the last free play of the old Aryan tribal
& combative instincts of which Homer & the Eddas & Sagas sing.
—H. P. Lovecraft to Carl
Jacobi, 27 Feb 1932, SL4.24-25
This is the only published letter from
Lovecraft to Jacobi; whether they had no more correspondence or it simply
didn’t survive or hasn’t been published is unclear. Given that pulps were often
released in the month before their cover date, it is possible that Jacobi’s
letter—and the request for Howard’s address—was prompted by the Texan’s praise.
Whatever the case, Jacobi apparently wasted little time in writing to Robert E.
Howard, who then replied:
Dear Mr. Jacobi:
I found your recent
letter very interesting, and if my comments on your story “Mive”, have helped
you with the editors, I am sincerely glad. I consider that story as one of the
finest of its kind I have ever read. I am glad to hear that you have placed a
story with Oriental Stories, and
shall watch for it.
I shall also look for
“The Curse Pistol” in Strange Tales.
It was not my fortune to read either of the other stories you mentioned; in
fact, I live so far out of civilization, as it were, that I can’t keep track of
the magazines very well. It’s forty miles to the nearest first-class
news-stand, so my magazine reading is rather desultory.
I hope you sell those
stories upon which you mentioned you were working—also hope you like my yarn in
the forthcoming Weird Tales.
Hoping to hear from you
again, at your leisure I am,
Cordially, [Robert E. Howard]
Cordially, [Robert E. Howard]
—Robert E. Howard to Carl
Jacobi, 22 Mar 1932 (CL2.318)
Jacobi
had more luck with Weird Tales; while
he didn’t sell to it often, the stories he did sell managed to stand out.
“Revelations in Black” appeared in the Apr
1933 issue of Weird Tales, and
apparently the Minnesotan hoped the Texan would repeat his earlier kindness, an
wrote to Howard again, who replied:
Dear Mr. Jacobi:
I am glad to write to
Wright, commenting favorably on “Revelations in Black”. It is an unusual and
well written story, reflecting the same imaginative quality which caught my
attention in “Mive”. Frankly, you have an imagination of a subtle and poetic
nature rarely met with, and should go far in the writing profession.
Thanks for the things you
said about my work. I’m glad you liked “The Scarlet Citadel” so well.
I’m sorry you suffered
from the collapse of Strange Tales.
I, too, had a story with the company which was returned unpublished and unpaid
for.
Yes, Derleth told me that
Wright had accepted another Lovecraft tale, which is good news for all lovers
of the weird story.
With best wishes,
Cordially, [Robert E.
Howard.]
—Robert E. Howard to Carl
Jacobi, 17 Mar 1933 (CL3.43)
Jan. 1933 Weird Tales |
“Revelations
in Black,” a vampire tale, was commented upon highly by Lovecraft and Derleth (ES2.564, 566, 567; LA8.32), as well as Clark Ashton Smith (LRH 127), and was voted the most popular story in the Apr 1933
issue, which Wright commented on (LRH 132).
Robert E. Howard’s poem “Autumn” was also in that issue. By chance, Jacobi’s
story was published just late enough to miss the attention of a fan obsessed
with vampires and the undead. From 1930-1932 G. P. Olson (or Olsen) of Sheldon, Iowa had
sent a series of rambling, incomprehensible letters to prominent writers of Weird Tales and Strange Tales; as Jacobi would tell it some years later:
In the early days of Weird Tales a compulsive letter
writer began to pester some writers whose work appeared in that magazine. A lot
of those letters were directed to me. Hugh B. Cave, Clark Ashton Smith, Robert
E. Howard and August Derleth were also singled out for his correspondence. This
writer was apparently an educated man who had read widely in the fields of
psychology, philosophy, and primitive beliefs. But somewhere along the line he
had cracked. He would begin with complimentary comments on the receiver’s
story. Then he would expound some learned treatise. And then the continuity of
his letter would fall away, and his madness would become evident.
I still remember what Weird Tales editor, Farnsworth Write
said about him. “Excuse the mixed metaphor,” he wrote me, “but that bird is a
complete nut. But we can’t stop him from writing.” Hugh Cave said he was
keeping the fellow’s letters on file. Their very “strangeness,” he said, made
them possible sources for fantasy story ideas. But August Derleth grew tired of
this madhouse correspondence and finally wrote the man that his address was
changed and that in the future all mail addressed to him— Derleth—should be
sent to Rome in care of the Vatican. (EO2.96)
Howard
and Jacobi continued to make sales, sometimes sharing the same markets and even
the same issue: the Jun 1933 WT contains
Howard’s “Black Colossus” and Jacobi’s “The Last Drive”; WT Apr 1934 Howard’s “Shadows in the Moonlight” and Jacobi’s “The
Cane”; WT May 1934 Howard’s “Queen of
the Black Coast” and Jacobi’s “The Satanic Piano”; the Oct 1934 issue of Top-Notch contains Howard’s “Swords of
Sharahzar” and Jacobi’s “Letter of Dismissal.” Wright wrote of the May 1934 Weird Tales:
THE SATANIC PIANO was well received by our readers, b[ut]
it was not in the running for favorite story. Moore’s SC[AR]LET DREAM and
Howard’s QUEEN OF THE BLACK COAST had the [...] all to themselves for most
popular story in the May issue.
—Farnsworth Wright to
Carl Jacobi, 6 Jun 1934 (LRH 132)
Robert E. Howard |
Dear Mr. Jacobi:
Thank you for the kind
comments you made about my work. I enjoyed “The Satanic Piano” and look forward
to reading more of your work in the near future. Yes, the discontinuing of Strange Detectives knocked me out of a
pretty regular market. They had a Steve Harrison novelet yet unpublished when
they quit. Of late I haven’t been doing much in the detective line. My Costigan
series, which formerly appeared in Fight
Stories, Action Stories, and (under a pen name) in Magic Carpet, is now running in the new sporting magazine, Jack Dempsey’s Fight Magazine. Action
Stories is running a series of humorous westerns, concerning Breckinridge
Elkins of Bear Creek, Nevada. In September a three-part Conan serial starts in Weird Tales.
You ask me why I do not
use Texas settings more in my stories. I really should, since Texas is the only
region I know by first hand experience. Three of my yarns in Weird Tales have been laid in Texas:
“The Horror From the Mound”, “The Man on the Ground” and “Old Garfield’s
Heart”. Sometimes too thorough a knowledge of a subject is a handicap (not that
I claim to be an authority on the Southwest, or anything like that; but I was
born here and have lived here all my life.) for fiction writing.
You ask about San
Antonio. It is without question the most interesting and colorful city in
Texas, possibly in the entire Southwest, though as a permanent residence I
should prefer El Paso. The inhabitants are cosmopolitan, some twenty percent
being Mexican, the rest Anglo-Saxon, Spanish, Italian, and Oriental, the latter
mainly Chinese, and the usual percentage of negroes. The Anglo-Saxon element
is, of course, dominant, but there are many foreigners of the races I have
mentioned. The population is somewhere between two hundred and thirty and two
hundred and fifty thousand. Many soldiers are stationed there, at Fort Sam
Houston, and there are several famous flying fields there, including Randolph
Field “the West Point of the air”. The San Antonio river winds through the town
under a great number of more or less narrow bridges, with palm trees growing
along its grassy banks and adding to the tropical appearance of the city.
Fiestas are very popular there, as in any Latin or semi-Latin city, and the
celebrated Battle of Flowers is worth seeing, though not so colorful as
formerly, since it has been so extensively commercialized — according to the
usual Anglo-Saxon custom. The city is built more or less on the original
Spanish plan, with narrow winding streets and broad spacious plazas. Sights of
interest include, of course, the Alamo, which stands now in the heart of the
city, the old missions, the extensive Brackenridge Park with its museum, sunken
gardens and luxuriant natural scenery, and the old Spanish governor’s palace,
since its careful restoration one of the finest examples of the early Spanish
occupation and culture of the Southwest.
I recently returned from
a trip to the Carlsbad Cavern, New Mexico, the largest — and most fantastic —
cave in the world. If you ever visit the Southwest, do not fail to see that. It
would be worth your while to go from there to El Paso, following the route my
companion and I followed, southwesterly from the cavern. The road traverses one
of the most impressive countries this continent can offer as far as vastness
and emptiness go. For a hundred and seventy miles it sweeps, almost without a
turn, through gigantic stretches of uninhabited desert flanked by huge, barren
mountains. The road curves around the foot of Signal Peak, rising nearly ten
thousand feet in the burning blue sky — only a foothill of the Rockies, but the
highest point in Texas, indeed the highest point between the Rockies and the
Atlantic ocean — a colossal castle of almost solid rock, visible for
seventy-five miles across the desert.
Juarez, which lies across
the river from El Paso, is interesting if you like Mexican towns. It differs
little from other border cities, a tangle of narrow, unpaved dusty streets,
’dobe huts, dingy stores, and saloons and the usual hordes of ragged,
barefooted peons. A white man is safe enough if he stays on the main streets
and keeps his mouth shut. Personally, I prefer Piedras Negras, which lies
across the river from Eagle Pass, and is somewhat cleaner and more progressive.
The main charm about those Mexican towns to most people is, of course, the
liquor, and El Paso is now just as wide open as anything south of the Rio
Grande. Indeed, my friend and I did most of our drinking on this side, finding
the liquor better.
American beer was only
4.5 percent, but it was riper than the Moctezuma 6.5 we got on that side.
Tequila, mescal, pulque and sotol are the favorite Mexican native drinks, but
these are not all handled by the better saloons, and a man takes a chance
drinking anything in the lower Mexican bars. The better saloons all handle
tequila, and I make it a point to stick to that.
I was much interested to
note that you are acquainted with Arthur O. Friel. He has been one of my
favorite authors for years. I have not read the book you mention, but it sounds
good.
Yes, I noticed the
Popular company had bought Adventure,
and as you probably have read, they’ve changed editors again. Corcoran sold a
serial to Cosmopolitan and threw up
the job to freelance — probably proving Jack London’s assertion that most
editors wanted to be writers, secretly or otherwise.
E. Hoffmann Price and his
wife stopped by and visited me a few days on their way to California this
spring. Delightful people, and Price is a fine writer, to my way of thinking.
He’s done very well with detective stories.
Best wishes.
Cordially,
[Robert E. Howard]
Cordially,
[Robert E. Howard]
—Robert E. Howard to Carl
Jacobi, Summer 1934, (CL3.245-248)
Jacobi
had submitted “Spawn of Blackness” to Strange
Detective Stories c.late 1933 or early 1934; the magazine was suspended in
May 1934; he also submitted it to Super-Detective,
another pulp that Howard had sold a story to. (LRH 87) It’s interesting to note that these questions come after
Howard had written about his trying to sell detective stories to the pulps in
late May 1934—possibly Jacobi had gotten some of the
industry scuttlebutt from Derleth and chose to write Howard for that reason. (CL3.211)
Otis Adelbert Kline |
Arthur O. Friel was a prominent and prolific
author of adventure pulps during the 1920 and 30s, publishing regularly in Adventure; he and Jacobi communicated
from at least 1928-1930. Several of Friel’s books were serialized in the pulps,
which is presumably what Howard refers to in his letter. Howard’s papers
include a list with the titles of several of Friel’s
stories in Adventure.
They
both tried many of the same markets, even if they seldom seemed to appear
together at the same time; for instance, when Robert E. Howard was trying to
break into Terror Tales in late 1934,
so was Jacobi. (CL3.274, LRH 113) Much the same could be said for
Adventure, Argosy, Astounding, Complete
Stories, Cowboy Stories, Dime Mystery, Thrilling Adventures, Thrilling Mystery,
and the fanzine Marvel Tales.
Lovecraft admired both Howard and Jacobi’s ability to write for so many
markets:
Thanks also for the Jacobi
tales. He surely is a marvel of facility & versatility, & it is a pity
his talent is squandered in pulp stuff. Each of these is an excellent example
of its kind--the one from Terror Tales surely
plasters on the horror thickly!
—H. P. Lovecraft to August
Derleth, 27 Oct 1934, ES2.662
The June 1936 issue of Weird Tales contained the conclusion of Howard’s The Hour of the Dragon, and Carl
Jacobi’s “The Face in the Wind.” It was the last time they would appear
together while both men were alive; Robert E. Howard committed suicide on 11
Jun 1936. Jacobi, if he had not already heard the news through Derleth or
another correspondent, was informed of the loss by his agent Otis Adelbert
Kline:
For many months, Robert
E. Howard’s mother has been dying from cancer. He spent many hours at her
bedside. Despite this fact, he has been doing a lot of brilliant writing, and
we have opened a number of new markets for him with character-continuity
series. About three weeks ago he wrote me a letter saying that, in case of his
death I should get in touch with his father. As he had been suffering from
heart trouble, I presumed that he feared a heart attack. About that time, also,
he sent me a story of a young hillbilly who was violently prevented from
committing suicide because his girl had jilted him, and who finally ran off
with the sweetheart of his benefactor. He finished his last story for Weird Tales, which had bought his first
story, and took it into his mother, saying: “Mother, it is finished.” His
mother was dying, and he spent twenty-four hours at her bedside without food or
sleep. Then she lapsed into a coma. He asked the nurse if she thought his
mother would ever speak to him again, and when she replied in the negative, he
went out, got into his car, closed the door to muffle the sound, and shot
himself through the brain. He lingered for eight hours and his mother thirty. A
double funeral was held. Howard was thirty years old.
—Otis Adelbert Kline to
Carl Jacobi, 2 Jul 1936 (IMH 68-69)
Kline’s
version of Howard’s death is not correct in every specific—Hester
Howard’s terminal illness was tuberculosis, and the bit about the final tale
and “Mother, it is finished” appear to either be made up out of whole cloth or
a gross miscomprehension of events—but it’s doubtful Jacobi ever knew the
difference.
The Diversifier, #21 July 1977, contained "Rambling Memoirs" |
Robert Howard, another correspondent, was filled with lore
of his native Texas, which in a way is rather off for most of the fiction that
brought him to fame was not laid in that state. (CWTC 346)
Regrettably,
little of Jacobi’s opinion on Howard is reflected in his few published letters,
though he was certainly aware of him, as Howard’s name crops up occasionally in
the correspondence of Jacobi and Hugh B. Cave. (MIR 16, 90, 159, 171) Probably it crops up more in his so-far
unpublished letters, since Jacobi maintained long correspondences with August
Derleth, Donald Wandrei, and E. Hoffmann Price, who also corresponded with
Howard. Jacobi’s greatest praise for Howard was possibly in “The Derleth
Connection” (1981):
THere are those who say that Robert E. Howard who also
began in WEIRD TALES has no peer as a writer of sword and sorcery. Which may
very well be. (ADN 4)
The
lack of attention to Howard in Jacobi’s letters and memoirs is not particularly
surprising; despite the mutual admiration, they do not appear to have exchanged
more than a handful of letters, and mentions of Jacobi in Howard’s surviving
correspondence are almost nil. (CL2.302) While they shared many markets, their
styles and tastes appeared to be very different: Howard often focused on serial
characters like Solomon Kane, Bran Mak Morn, Kull of Atlantis, Conan the
Cimmerian, El Borak, and Sailor Steve Costigan, while Jacobi focused more often
on development of settings, carving a niche in carefully-researched tales of
Dutch Borneo and Baluchistan.
One area where Howard and Jacobi overlapped
slightly was in Lovecraftian tales: while Jacobi rarely wrote any story that
explicitly tied into the Cthulhu Mythos, just as Howard created tomes like Nameless Cults (to which Lovecraft et
al. eventually gave the German title Unaussprechlichen
Kulten) to add to the eldritch library started by Lovecraft and his Necronomicon, so too did Jacobi create
tomes like the Gypsy Zenicaron,
Hydrophinnae, and Unter Zee Kulten (which
was later adopted by Mythos writer Brian Lumley). Jacobi’s most famous and
common occult reference book was, like Manly Wade Wellman’s The Long Lost Friend, a real-life work: Restitution of Decayed Intelligence. Yet
Jacobi never mentioned the work of other authors, like Howard’s Nameless Cults...or did he?
In “The Corbie Door” (WT May 1947), the protagonist comes across a formidable occult
library:
“Robert,” she said
slowly, "these books are evil. We
must get rid of them.”
Macabre in subject matter, they certainly were. There was a copy of Richard Verstegan’s Restitution of Decayed Intelligence, Herzog's Furchtbare Kulte, an incomplete and heavily expurgated edition of de Korlette’s Cultes des Goules, and several bound manuscripts which apparently were journals of the various masters of Corbie House. I saw then that it was these last that had disturbed Debora. Not journals in true sense, but a series of badly-scrawled essays, all of them seemed to deal with a history of the Druids and the black rites of Druidic worship. (PIM 47)
Macabre in subject matter, they certainly were. There was a copy of Richard Verstegan’s Restitution of Decayed Intelligence, Herzog's Furchtbare Kulte, an incomplete and heavily expurgated edition of de Korlette’s Cultes des Goules, and several bound manuscripts which apparently were journals of the various masters of Corbie House. I saw then that it was these last that had disturbed Debora. Not journals in true sense, but a series of badly-scrawled essays, all of them seemed to deal with a history of the Druids and the black rites of Druidic worship. (PIM 47)
Cultes des Goules, attributed to the Comte
d’Erlette (a subtle reference to August Derleth) had been invented by Robert Bloch
in “The Suicide in the Study” (WT Jun
1935), and became adopted by Lovecraft and others; Jacobi’s attribution to “de
Korlette” then is very strange. Furchtbare
Kulte (“Terrible Cults”) would seem to have been an homage or reference to
Howard’s Unaussprechlichen Kulten—and perhaps it was Unaussprechlichen
in the original draft. A notation in Lost
in the Rentparthian Hills for the story reads:
Revised according to
August Derleth’s suggestions and expanded from 5,000 to 9,000 words. After
reading the revised version, Derleth sent a letter praising it to Lamont
Buchanan, associate editor of Weird Tales.
(LRH 91)
This
is interesting both because Derleth should have immediately been able to spot
“de Korlette”, and because it is known that Jacobi’s story “The Aquarium”
originally contained references to the Cthulhu Mythos, which Derleth
extensively edited out when it was published in the anthology Dark Mind, Dark Heart (1962). (LRH 49-51) At the time, Derleth was
asserting considerable control over the writings of H. P. Lovecraft and the
“Cthulhu Mythos” in print, so this kind of meddling would
not have been out of character—but it may have removed a brief homage from
Jacobi to his long-ago correspondent, Robert E. Howard.
Abbreviations Used
ADN August Derleth Society Newsletter (vol. 4, no. 4)
CL The
Collected Letters of Robert E. Howard (3 vols.)
CWTC Conversations with the Weird Tales Circle
EO Etchings
& Odysseys
IMH The Collected Letters of Dr. Isaac M. Howard
LA Lovecraft
Annual
LRH Lost in the Rentharpian Hills: Spanning the Decades with Carl
Jacobi
PIM Portraits in Moonlight
OAK OAK Leaves: The Official Journal of Otis Adelbert Kline and His
Works
SL Selected
Letters of H. P. Lovecraft (5 vols.)
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