Ah. I found Cabell the same way I found most writers in those days: systematically going through the shelves of the Worthington Public Library for anything I hadn't read yet that didn't look boring. Since I was a methodical child and teenager, I'm much better read in authors whose names begin with A-O than those whose names begin with (let us say) P-Z.

I never liked H. Beam Piper; it's possible the Worthington Public Library didn't own Little Fuzzy in the sixties and seventies.