I noticed the golden chap seems to be hidden BEHIND the typewriter’s roller. This should mean that he should emerge feet first where the actual typing takes place. The lettering will go on his heels, his calves, his arse cheeks, his back and the back of his neck. In that order.
At which point the typist will realise that they put him in upside down. He will screwed up into a ball and thrown in the bin.
Another example of Charles Moll putting a whole bunch of stuff in his images that serve no other purpose than to show off his rendering skills, such as they are. Suggested tag for all Moll covers: Mollapalooza.
Herovit? I owned it. Same book. Same cover. If I read my copy I remember absolutely nothing about this unmemorable book.
About typewriters. Harlan Ellison still uses a typewriter (and two fingers) to write his stuff. He says he has a freezer full of ink ribbons because replacements can’t be bought.
I also remember a sci-fi story (A.E. van Vogt perhaps) with teleportation, blaster guns, faster-than-light travel, where the character stopped to write a letter on a typewriter. And he needed to keep a copy so he put in a piece of carbon paper. 500 years in the future and he didn’t have the imagination to conceive of the xerox machine.
Herovits? Isn’t that some sort of horrible tasting sandwich spread from Australia? Made of veggies, dingo bits, ground platypus bill, and vitamin enriched powder of Baen protagonists?
That typewriter has an eye, qnd it’s not between u and o.