Friday, September 19, 2025
Beneath the Stains of Time: A Gumshoe with Sea Legs: "Death at the Porthole" (1938) and "The Eye" (1945) by Baynard Kendrick
Sunday, August 17, 2025
Paula Messina Reviews: The Odor of Violets: A Duncan Maclain Mystery by Baynard Kendrick
Please welcome back Paula Messina to the blog today…
The
Odor of Violets
by Paula Messina
I’d never heard of Baynard Kendrick
(1894–1977) and his main character, Duncan Maclain, until I picked up The Odor of Violets (1941). Otto Penzler tells us in his
introduction to Violets that Maclain
was “[o]ne of the most
beloved characters from the Golden Age of Detective fiction and beyond.”
Penzler describes Kendrick as “one of the giants” from that period. I asked
three well-read mystery writers what they know of Kendrick. Two drew a blank.
One had read a few of Kendrick’s short stories.
How
fleeting fame.
Baynard
Kendrick was a prolific writer of novels, short stories, and articles. One of
the founders of the Mystery Writers of America, he served as its first
president. He was also the first American to enlist in the Canadian Army during
World War I. It was his experience during that war that led him to an encounter
with “a blind British soldier
who had the remarkable ability to tell Kendrick things about himself that
exceeded what a sighted person might have known.” Kendrick never learned the
soldier’s name and never saw him again.
That
encounter is described in Kendrick’s
foreword. I don’t want to spoil anything but describing it. I’ll let you
discover it. I’ll only say that the blind soldier’s accomplishment rivaled—no,
make that exceeded—any of Sherlock Holmes’ flights of genius.
As
you might have guessed, Duncan Maclain is blind. In his foreword to Violets, Kendrick, who had a life-long
interest in blindness and who worked with the blind, tells of a letter he
received from Anne Mansfield Sullivan. Well known for her work with Helen
Keller, Sullivan said, “You’re
a mystery writer…so why not draw on the knowledge that you’ve accumulated and
create a blind detective of your own…who would never perform any feat in his
detection or deduction that couldn’t be duplicated by someone totally
blind—presuming they had the necessary brains and willpower to train themselves
to try.”
Kendrick
accepted the challenge. Duncan Maclain was born.
Getting
back to Violets, Norma Tredwill’s concern about her strained relationship
with her step-daughter intensifies when she learns that Babs is dating Paul
Gerente, who just happens to be Norma’s ex-husband. She sets off to confront
Gerente.
Meanwhile,
Gerente visits Duncan Maclain concerning information that must not fall into
enemy hands.
Norma
arrives at Gerente’s
apartment building in time to see Babs fleeing. Norma finds Gerente’s body.
Babs goes missing. Did she kill Gerente? Or did the neighbor who confesses to
the crime do it? Or was it someone else?
What
begins as a straight-forward mystery turns into a story of international
intrigue. Maclain suspects the enemy is behind the murder, and he’s worried that information that would
devastate the war effort is about to land in the wrong hands. It’s the
recurring scent of violets that leads to the murderer.
There
are many reasons to read a mystery. If you want a great plot, there’s Agatha Christie. Looking for witty
dialogue, try Rex Stout. For humor, Donald E. Westlake never fails. If you’re
more interested in something literary, try P.D. James.
Violets doesn’t have a sensational plot. There is little
humor, and Kendrick is far from an elegant writer. Ultimately, it’s a mystery writer’s detective that sways
readers to pick up a book, and here Baynard Kendrick shines. Think
Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade, Harry Hole, Jack Reacher. Duncan Maclain is a great
detective. It’s
easy to understand why he was and should continue to be a much beloved
character. There’s nothing special about him. He’s not eccentric. It’s obvious
he’s bright and talented, but he’s an ordinary guy who happens to be blind.
Everything Maclain does fits Sullivan’s bill. There are no stunts. They could
be duplicated by someone who is blind. The real intrigue is inhabiting
Maclain’s world, “seeing” it through his “eyes.” It’s those eyes that makes for
a memorable read.
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Paula Messina ©2025
Paula Messina lives within spitting
distance of the Atlantic. When she isn’t
reading about Archie Goodwin’s
adventures, she’s writing fiction,
make that historical, contemporary, and humorous fiction.
Thursday, July 17, 2025
Beneath the Stains of Time: The Aluminum Turtle (1960) by Baynard Kendrick
Wednesday, March 15, 2023
Beneath the Stains of Time: The Whistling Hangman (1937) by Baynard Kendrick
Friday, February 24, 2023
Barry Ergang's FFB Review: DEATH KNELL (1945) by Baynard Kendrick
From the magnificently massive archive…
Successful
novelist and gun collector Larmar Jordan lives in a lavish fourteenth floor
Arday Apartments suite with his wife Lucia, his live-in secretary Paul Hirst, a
cocker spaniel named Winnie, and domestic servants. In attendance at a cocktail
party in the suite are Larmar’s literary agent Sarah Hanley, newspaper reporter
Bob Morse, and Sybella Ford, accompanied by her fiancée Captain Duncan Maclain.
Having attained
his rank twenty years earlier during World War I while an intelligence officer,
and blinded during that conflict, Maclain overcame his handicap—and benefited
from it by heightening his other senses—to take on the unlikely profession,
along with partner Spud Savage, of private investigator.
When Troy
Singleton, a woman with whom Jordan has been intimately involved, is shot to
death in the author’s study with one of the firearms from his esoteric
collection, Jordan is the immediate and arrested suspect. Although New York
Homicide detectives Inspector Davis and Sergeant Archer, with whom Maclain has
contended before, consider it an open-and-shut case, not least because of a
neighboring witness, Mrs. Oliver, Maclain agrees to undertake Lucia’s
investigation of her husband’s predicament. What he unearths reveals a great
deal more than the police have suspected.
In addition to
some of the aforementioned people, Maclain has to deal with as sources of
information and/or as suspects Ellis Brown Mitchell, firearms expert who is
cataloguing Jordan’s collection; Jess Ferguson, Jordan’s attorney; a menacing
and motivated individual named Martin Gallagher; and very successful aircraft
manufacturer Daniel Pine.
A generally
well-written detective story with a good sense of character, Death Knell has
occasional arguable stylistic lapses wherein descriptions of Maclain’s
abilities are reminiscent of descriptions of pulp “super” heroes like The
Shadow, Doc Savage, and others of that ilk. The novel combines the qualities of
the traditional whodunit with some of the action and suspense of the hardboiled
school.
Those old enough
to remember the short-lived TV series Longstreet might recall its blind
insurance investigator portrayed by James Franciscus. Mike Longstreet wasn’t
Duncan Maclain, but the program—and thus his character—was credited to Kendrick
as creator. In 1938 and the early1940s, there were several movies starring the
miscast Edward Arnold (miscast physically, that is, based upon descriptions in
the books) as Maclain, among them “Eyes in the Night” which, as of this
writing, is available at YouTube.
Although my teenage reading about mystery series informed me of the Duncan Maclain novels, it wasn’t until paperback editions were reissued following the advent of the Longstreet program in 1971 that I actually got to read several of them. It is a worthwhile series of detective novels which merits resurrection for 21st Century readers.
Barry Ergang ©2018, 2023
Among his other works, Derringer Award-winner Barry Ergang’s
locked-room novelette, The Play of Light and Shadow, can be found in eBook formats at Smashwords.com and Amazon.com
Wednesday, November 03, 2021
Beneath the Stains of Time: Blind Man's Bluff (1943) by Baynard Kendrick
Friday, January 18, 2019
Beneath the Stains of Time: Death Knell (1945) by Baynard Kendrick
Friday, September 14, 2018
FFB Review: DEATH KNELL (1945) by Baynard Kendrick (Reviewed by Barry Ergang)
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