EACH IN HIS GENERATION. By Maxwell Struthers Burt
“Contact!” By Frances Noyes Hart
The camel’s back. By F. Scott Fitzgerald
Break-neck hill. By Esther Forbes
Black art and Ambrose. By Guy Gilpatric
The judgment of Vulcan. By Lee Foster Hartman
The argosies. By Alexander Hull
Alma mater. By O. F. Lewis
Slow poison. By Alice Duer Miller
The face in the window. By William Dudley Pelley
A matter of loyalty. By Lawrence Perry
Professor Todd’s used car. By L.H. Robbins
The thing they loved. By “Marice Rutledge”
Butterflies. By “Rose Sidney”
No flowers. By Gordon Arthur Smith
Footfalls. By Wilbur Daniel Steele
The last room of all. By Stephen French Whitman
O. Henry memorial award prize stories 1919, in its introduction, rendered a brief account of the origin of this monument to O. Henry’s genius. Founded in 1918 by the Society of Arts and Sciences, through the initiative of Managing Director John F. Tucker, it took the form of two annual prizes of $500 and $250 for, respectively, the best and second-best stories written by Americans and published in America.
The Committee of Award sifted the periodicals of 1919 and found thirty-two which, in their opinion, were superior specimens of short-story art. The prize-winners, determined in the manner set forth, were Margaret Prescott Montague’s “England to America” and Wilbur Daniel Steele’s “For They Know Not What They Do.” For these stories the authors duly received the awards, on the occasion of the O. Henry Memorial dinner which was given by the Society at the Hotel Astor, June 2, 1920.
Since it appeared to be a fitting extension of the memorial to incorporate in volume form the narratives chosen, they were included, either by title or reprint, in the first book of the series of which this is the second. Thus grouped, they are testimony to unprejudiced selection on the part of the Committee of Award as they are evidence of ability on the part of their authors.
The first volume has met favour from critics and from laymen. For the recognition of tedious, if pleasant, hours necessary to a meticulous survey of twelve months’ brief fiction, the Committee of Award are grateful, as they are indebted to the generous cooeperation of authors and publishers, but for whom the work would have been impossible of continuation.