Blond, blue eyed, Jim Kjelgaard,
a husky looking, plain speaking
fellow who likes tall pines and wil-
derness waters, is a little despondent
these days. He's just had a opera-
tion and will miss the deer season.
But his enforced stay indoors, at
his home at 4273 N. 24th pl. hasn't
slowed his literary output much.
With two conspicuous triumphs as
a writer of boys' books to his credit,
he has just completed a new book
and is working on another. His new
books, like his other four, will have
the flavor of outdoor adventure.
Jim Kjelgaard has been hunting
and fishing almost as long as he
can remember and he has been writ-
ing since he was 19. He wrote short
fiction and outdoor articles, chiefly
for the adult magazine trade, until
seven years ago.
It was then that Vernon Ives, edi-
tor of Holiday House, observed that
Kjelgaard's magazine pieces had a
robust, adventurous quality that
could be turned to sure profit in
books for boys. He wrote to ask
Kjelgaard whether he'd consider do-
ing a boys' book. Kjelgaard said
yes--he'd like to write a book about
forest rangers (his brother had been
a ranger in Pennsylvania's Black
forest). The publisher told him to
go ahead, and "Forest
Patrol," the
first Kjelgaard book, appeared in
1941 and sold 10,000 copies--a very
creditable showing for a first novel
of any variety.
Since then, Kjelgaard books have
been appearing at intervals of about
a year and a half and their author
hasn't been writing as much for
magazines as he once did. Kjel-
gaard lost money on his second
book, "Rebel Siege"; he worked
eight months on it and realized only
about $400 in royalties. But his third
book, "Big
Red." sold briskly and
won the principal medal in the 1947
junior book awards of the Boys
Clubs of America. It is about an
Irish setter, and Kjelgaard has just
sold the movie rights to it. Kjel-
gaard's fourth and most recent
book, "Buckskin Brigade," is a fall
selection of the Junior Literary
guild.
Kjelgaard's books, some of which
have historical themes, are highly
regarded by librarians and teachers,
as well as by a good many thousand
boys. The 36 year old, pipe smoking
author takes his responsibility as a
mentor to youth pretty seriously.
"Writing boys' stories," he says,
"is hard work. You can't write down
to kids. The stories of Peter Rab-
bit who went hop-hop-hop have been
passe for a long time, and it's a good
thing. Kids will spot weaknesses in
a juvenile book that would get by
in a book for adults. You actually
have to struggle to get up to the
kids' level."
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Though Kjelgaard is a thoughtful,
painstaking worker and his books
have been praised as educational as
well as entertaining, he is short on
formal schooling. The son of a doc-
tor, he was born in New York City,
but his family moved to the Penn-
sylvania mountains when he was 2.
Dr. Kjelgaard had a farm near
Galeton, and Jim went to a country
school and shot his first deer at 8,
a feat not without parallel in those
parts. Later he went to school in
town, and for two years he took
Syracuse university extension
courses while he worked in a fac-
tory at Endicott, N. Y. He had
courses in English there, as well as
in other subjects, but he says he
doesn't remember that they did him
much good. He had already sold
his first story (for $5) to an out-
door magazine and was writing as-
siduously in his spare time.
The young man from the moun-
tains soon discovered that he didn't
like city life. He gave up his fac-
tory job and trapped for several
years in Pennsylvania and the Adri-
rondacks.
He didn't neglect his writing, how-
ever. One day he received a note
from someone named Eddie Dressen
who had read one of his stories in
a magazine and liked it. Eddie, a
member of a group interested in
writing, lived in Milwaukee. Kjel-
gaard sent a cordial reply, and a
correspondence developed. In the
course of it, he learned that his cor-
respondent was a girl and that "Ed-
die" was a diminutive for "Edna."
Kjelgaard moved around a good
deal in those days, and in 1939 he
came to Milwaukee to meet Edna in
person. They were married short-
ly afterward, and now have a daugh-
ter, Karen, 7. During the war,
Kjelgaard worked in two Milwau-
kee defense plants, but for the last
few years he has been writing full
time. His brother John, the for-
mer forest ranger, has come to Mil-
waukee, too; he recently bought an
acreage on the Wolf river in Lang-
lade county and plans to farm and
trap there.
The newest of Kjelgaard's com-
pleted books bears the tentative title
"Snow Dog." It is about a Cana-
dian huskie and is scheduled for
publication next year. His work in
progress is a hunting handbook for
boys. He hopes he won't have to go
to Hollywood when "Big
Red" is
filmed; he'd rather have the scenes
shot in northern Wisconsin, where
he knows the fishing is good.
If Jim Kjelgaard hasn't yet grown
rich in Wisconsin, he has at least
found it congenial.
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