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American Detective Fiction

Posting all Detective Fiction
Prior to Conan Doyle

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The mission of the Westminster Detective Library to catalog and make available online all the short fiction dealing with detectives and detection published in the United States before Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s “A Scandal in Bohemia” (1891).

This site grew out of research for the anthology Early American Detective Stories (McFarland 2008) that I edited with my mentor and colleague LeRoy Lad Panek (1943-2021), winner of two Edgar awards for his contributions to the scholarly field of detective criticism. We uncovered a treasure-trove of forgotten and previously unavailable detective stories, many more than could be included in a single anthology. And so this on-going project was born.

The site includes a working bibliography; full-text copy of entries are added as they are prepared. A few stories that were published in Britain but which appear to have been previously published in America have also been included and are indicated by an asterisk in the bibliography. I welcome comments and solicit both additional bibliographical entries and texts.

Mary M. Bendel-Simso, editor

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The Midnight Visit

The Story of a Young Physician

Rap—rap—rap. I was fast asleep and dreaming when I first heard it, and it was a little dusky gnome down in a gold mine who was chipping bits of gold off of the great masses of ore to put into my waste paper basket, which I joyously held for him. Rap—rap—rap—rap—rap—rap—rap—again. Now I knew that I was dreaming and tried my best not to wake up, but there was no help for it. I felt my golden dream slipping away; I knew I was in bed in my office. I saw the head board of the patent humbug that was “a chest of drawers by day,” the little night lamp on the mantel-piece, my clothes about the room on chairs, the book-shelves all ghostly and shadowy in the faint light, but I felt no responsibility about getting up. It was warm and snug under the counterpane, and cold outside, I knew.

Rap—rap—rap. Oh, let them knock. Wait—it wouldn’t do. I began to realize that I was a young physician and that this rapping might be performed by a messenger from a patient. Patients were not numerous, nor were they likely to be, I feared. Accordingly… Read More

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The Detective of the Present -- Finn and Jourdan

Time was when a detective was a man who detected things. A detective is still that in some European countries; and he still detects things—in novels. There's Buckett in “Bleak House” who detects Lady Dedlook, and there's that detective in Collin’s story of the “Moon Stone,” quite a detector. New York used to have Old Hayes, who could detect a thing or two; Paris has had Vidocq, and Bow street has had Forster.* But the race has died out entirely in America, and is dying out in England.

Commissioner Jourdan, of Brooklyn, has been making an effort to raise up a detective or two and has actually produced Corr and Bill. Corr and Bill were raised to the Vidocquian task of tracing a mystic murder. Finnan is a hatter; and Finnan has been in States Prison. That ought to be enough for any detective such as Corr to concluded that Finnan did the deed. Edgar A. Poe could not reason out a conclusion clearer than that. So Corr went to where Finnan was making hats.

Is Finnan here? Yes—want to see him?