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Howard Fast
315 Central Park West
New York City
November 20, 1947

Mr. Angus Cameron
Little, Brown & Company
34 Beacon Street
Boston 6, Mass.

Dear Angus:

I presume this will reach you with a mountain of mail that has been awaiting your return from your trip--which I hope was a very satisfactory and pleasant vacation. My own two weeks in the West were satisfying but arduous. In any case, I always have that good feeling you can get when you leave New York and see other parts of the country.

On my return, I had a long talk with my publishers, and we terminated our relations in what I think was the best way in which a very unhappy procedure can be conducted. I left them with everything above-board; we shook hands; and, at least on the surface, we remained friends. Neither I nor my agents made any secret of the fact that Little, Brown would be my new publishers. But so fervent was the desire on the part of my publishers that there be no announcement, that is, no specific public announcement, of this prior to the appearance of a book, that I agreed, thinking that this is by no means an unreasonable request on their part. It was my feeling, in any case, that the shift of a writer from one publisher to another has been in the past, and should be, a very quiet and unostentatious business.

Mildred Lyman will, I believe, write to you herself. She agreed with me that as soon as possible, that is, next week, if it can be done, we should all sit down and discuss terms, contracts, and the future in general. I have already begun work on MY GLORIOUS BROTHERS and I am very happy about it. I think that it may be a book which may please both me, as a writer, and you, as a publisher.

I tried to get in touch with you after the Cultural Conference that weekend, but you seemed to have disappeared into thin air--and I was wondering whether, in any way, you were disappointed by the proceedings. I felt on my part a certain element of neglect but the whole weekend was hectic, the way such things are. It was only after I had dashed out of the hall that I felt foolish and embarrassed about leaving you there alone and not making arrangements to see you the following day.

Won't you call me at home either Monday or Tuesday? The number, in case you don't have it, is SChuyler 4-8749.


[signed: Howard]