Edited, with an introductory note, by Robert N. Linscott
Contents: Swallowing an oyster alive by John S. Robb How daddy played hoss by George W. Harris The Shakers by Artemus Ward Mrs. McWilliams and the lightning by Mark Twain Journalism in Tennessee by Mark Twain Brother rabbit takes some exercise by Joel Chandler Harris How brother rabbit frightened his neighbors by Joel Chandler Harris How Mr. Rooster lost his dinner by Joel Chandler Harris Colonel Starbottle for the plaintiff by Bret Harte A piece of red calico by Frank R. Stockton Mr. Dooley on the game of football by Finley Peter Dunne Pigs is pigs by Ellis Parker Butler The ransom of Red Chief by O. Henry Little gentleman by Booth Tarkington Three without doubled by Ring Lardner Mr. and Mrs. Fix-It by Ring Lardner Death of red peril by Walter D. Edmonds Travel is so broadening by Sinclair Lewis The crazy fool by Donald Ogden Stewart Mr. and Mrs. Haddock abroad by Donald Ogden Stewart Benny and the bird-dogs by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings The legislature by James M. Cain The little hours by Dorothy Parker But the one on the right by Dorothy Parker The snatching of Bookie Bob by Damon Runyon An interesting cure by Frank Sullivan Gendarmes and the man by Donald Moffat Carnival days in sunny Las Los by Robert Benchley The guest by Marc Connelly Primrose path by Sally Benson The secret life of Walter Mitty by James Thurber The night the bed fell by James Thurber The night the ghost got in by James Thurber University days by James Thurber The man who hated Moonbaum by James Thurber Father and his hard-rocking ship by Clarence Day The prince by Ruth McKenney Chocolate for the woodwork by Arthur Kober The terrible vengeance of H*Y*M*A*N K*A*P*L*A*N by Leonard Q. Ross Hand in nub by St. Clair McKelway Down with the Restoration by S.J. Perelman Kitchen bouquet by S.J. Perelman Dental or mental, I say it's spinach by S.J. Perelman
Robert Newton Linscott (May 1, 1886 – September 25, 1964) was an American editor. From 1904 to 1944, Linscott was an editor at Houghton-Mifflin. He served as editor for early Truman Capote and Carson McCullers works. From 1944 until his retirement in 1957, Linscott was the senior editor for Random House.
Linscott himself edited a number of collections for both houses, among them Best American Humorous Short Stories (1945), Best Short Stories of Bret Harte (1947), The World's Great Thinkers: A Boston Reader (1948), Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci (1957), and Letters and Poems of Emily Dickinson (1959).
Vintage Modern Library edition, published in 1945. Great collection of familiar and obscure stories (maybe what is obscure now was better known in 1945, though). Arranged chronologically by authors' birth year, which made reading it like going through a 150-year cross section of American literature. Familiar stories by some of my favorite authors--Mark Twain, Ring Lardner, Dorothy Parker, James Thurber, and S.J. Perelman, plus a few new-to-me stories that are now favorites by Bret Harte, Ruth McKenney, Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, Frank Sullivan, Sally Benson, Marc Connelly, and Leonard Q. Ross.
If you see a copy of this book in a used bookstore, grab it, buy, and place it lovingly in your guest room. You'll hear your jet lagged visitors chuckling into the wee hours. They will thank you, and you won't have to rustle up breakfast for them until noon.
This book added quite a bit to my awareness of early-to-mid 20th century humor. Not that I couldn't have thought of most of these authors if I thought about it, but who would have thought about whether Life with Father began life as a book? I ended up skipping a lot of the early stories that were heavy on the dialect, but all in all, this added quite a bit to my to-read list. James Thurber, Sally Benson, and Clarence Day top my list to check out.
Pure cultural archeology. There is very little here for anyone who does not already know that humor is a very perishable writing style, and can appreciate the styles of the past.
Poor Linscott, he foretold the doom of his own book when he noted in the introduction that "[It is]...surprising how quickly most humor goes sour. It is a sobering experience to reread the favorites of yesterday."
Sobering is not what you want from a collection of humorous stories. The fads of the past century and a half are all too evident here: the dialectical humor of the late-19th century, the saccharine child tale of the Glorious 90s, the sneering middle class story of the 1920s, the idiot couple, the inept non-sequitur, the fish out of water (these last three coming into surplus of supply due to the New Yorker)....
The good news is that this makes it easier to see why the classics of humor have lasted. Some are victims of a changing moral sense that made ethnic and race humor more painful to read than interesting (and Chandler Harris is twice doomed because his racist fantasies were played out through the cloying child tale trope). Some simply fail because they are just cruelty dressed as humor, and the insults and kicks aimed at children simply are no longer deemed funny.
Almost certainly by intention this anthology pairs themes, one classic to one or more 'modern' stories. This offers us the opportunity to wonder why O. Henry's "The Ransom of Red Chief" remains funny, while its near copy, "The Snatching of Bookie Bob" by Damon Runyan is such a dated flop. Similarly we can explore why Mark Twain getting shot in a Southern culture farce is still worth a smile, but the shooting of a Nigger (in the original) in the shin in "Benny and the Bird-Dogs" is horrifying. Fortunately the volume closes with a string of stories from James Thurber.
At times I found it tricky to read because due to the book being published in 1945 and some of the stories being written in slanged English, several of the stories I was unable to read. However, I would recommend the short story “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.”
I'm not much of a Seinfeld fan except for the line, "Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason." The editor of this book observed at the time that he was picking mostly contemporary stories because humor quickly exceeds its shelf life. I wouldn't have thunk it, but...
Turns out there's a reason that this book is difficult to obtain. Nobody particularly wants it, and I wish I hadn't bothered, either. It will put paid to any illusion you might have that the past, even the humor of the past, was somehow superior or redolent of quiet class.
Part of the problem is that the vogue for accents quickly becomes tiresome. I am going to look for a 'translation' of the Brer Rabbit tales from the black-face. Part of the problem is that various forms of misogyny and misanthropy were considered inherently funny at the time. We wouldn't have to say that of our own time, would we?
The Brett Harte story is funny, and topical, since it appears even then sexual harassment was sometimes considered illegal. Though I guess it is intended, again, as a sad commentary on man's vulnerability to the wiles of woman. I am going to look at some of Harte's other stuff. I am also going to see if I can run down some more representative work by Finley Peter Dunne, and maybe something else by Ruth McKinney.