Getting past the hat....
I was vaguely aware of this author, but never tempted to try her books. Publicity photos always show her in a big, old-fashioned hat, with a huge, deranged smile. And the blurb mentions her white gloves and her tea parties and her "cosy" New England mysteries. And she was called "The American Agatha Christie." Sounds like the cat might solve the mystery (what there is of it) with a muffin recipe thrown in. No thanks.
Also, I prefer pre-WWII mysteries. 1950's in a pinch and I'll go a bit later for someone outstanding like Ross Macdonald. MacLeod's two famous series (Peter Shandy and Sarah Kelling/Max Bittersohn) were written in the 1980's, much too recent for me.
But I love short stories and so few are available. I enjoyed her anthology "Mistletoe Mysteries". Bought it for the Edward Hoch story, but stayed for MacLeod's witty comments and the charming story featuring Sarah Kelling, newly married and struggling to meet upper-crust Bostonian standards for Christmas decorations and gifts. So I took a flyer.
I discovered that "cosy" (whatever the hell that is) applies to MacLeod's work as much as it does to Christies' stuff, which is not at all. The two women had something in common. Both were shrewd businesswomen who hid their lives as professional (i.e. in it for the money) writers behind a screen of "I'm just a sweet little old lady who happens to write a book occasionally. Sales figures? Goodness, I don't worry my poor head about such things! Have some more tea?"
Charlotte MacLeod was a successful advertising executive who knew the value of creating an image. By positioning herself as the "Queen of Cosy Mysteries" she attracted a loyal following. Then she could write what she wanted to, including some very earthy characters and lots of bile and venom, usually in unexpected places. She was also a talented humor writer and the finding of bodies is almost always good for a chuckle and sometimes for a belly laugh.
The shrewd businesswoman shows in this collection of stories written in the 1960's. The fan who requested a book of short stories may have existed, but MacLeod knew that some people (like me) will buy a book of stories and be sufficiently impressed (as I was) to become a fan. Plus (as Christie knew) collecting stories sold to magazines in the past was a way of making her work pay twice. Ka-ching, ka-ching.
Several of these stories introduce her series characters. In the first, sophisticated international detective Max Bittersohn falls into a trap that involves him in every stereotype known to lovers of old mysteries - the dramatic Russian aristocrat, the slithery Chinese master criminal, and Lightfingers, the genial thief who'll steal the gold out of your teeth or the silver bullet out of your hip. It's hysterical.
So is "It Was an Awful Shame" in which Sarah and Max do NOT appear. But MacLeod was so charmed with the Comrades of the Convivial Codfish that she later expanded it into a book-length mystery featuring the husband and wife team. Similarly, "Rest You Merry" later became the first book in MacLeod's Peter Shandy series. Like using left-overs to create another meal. Throw in a body and a few feuds and Bob's-your-uncle.
MacLeod's writing talent had a wide scope. Several stories center around stereotypical New Englanders and the antics they get up to. Although Canadian-born, she spent most of her life in Boston, then retired to Maine. She loved New Englanders and it shows.
But she was steeped in traditional English mysteries and she could "write British" convincingly. "Lady Patterly's Lover" is a fine story with a lovely twist. "Assignment: Marriage" features an ambitious female Scotland Yard detective who's willing to risk her life to further her career. It reads like P.D. James at her best.
"Journey for Lady G" shows the plight of cash-strapped English aristocrats as elderly siblings struggle to maintain their stately pile. It's a tragedy when families are forced to part with precious heirlooms in order to live, but a tragedy for whom? It's one of the most satisfactory story endings I've ever encountered.
Best of all, "The Mysterious Affair of the Beaird-Wynnington Dirigible Airship" is a send-up of all those tales (beloved of Conan Doyle and his peers) where vital state papers go missing. Perhaps if the highly-rank government official didn't bring the damned things to his country house where he's entertaining a job lot of strangers (all of whom look good for being involved in international dirty-dealings) the problem would be avoided. But, as Christie said, if you remove all improbable situations, no mysteries would ever be written.
Didn't care for the last entry, but loved the others. I've started on the Peter Shandy series and acquired the first four in the Kelling/Bittersohn books. They don't read like books written in the 1980's. By the time MacLeod produced those books, she was retirement age and (as older writers tend to do) she "wrote old." While the stories are not specifically set in the 1950's, they feel like it.
The writing is fine, the characters are interesting, and the humor is delightful. What more do you need?