De Bow's Review - Publication History

Publication History

The magazine was often published monthly, with several interruptions, from January 1846 until June 1880, then changed up through 1884. The magazine's publication was disrupted during the American Civil War after August 1864 but resumed publication again in January 1866. After 1880, it underwent a number of name revisions, and in 1884, it was either renamed to or absorbed by the Agricultural Review and Industrial Monthly of New York. (DeBow himself had died in 1867).

DeBow began this magazine in New Orleans in January 1846 as the Commercial Review of the South and West. It was published in New Orleans almost every year, except 1865 when disrupted and 1864, when based in Columbia, SC. He also published it in other cities as well: in Washington, D.C., between 1853 and 1857 (during his tenure as Head of the U.S. Census), continuing until 1860, then in Charleston, SC, 1861-1862. By the start of the Civil War, it was the most widely circulated southern periodical. DeBow wrote much of each issue himself.

The editors of DeBow's Review were: from Jan. 1846 to Feb. 1867, J. D. B. DeBow; from April 1867 to Feb. 1868, R. G. Barnwell and E. Q. Bell; from March 1868 to Dec. 1879, W. M. Burwell. DeBow's Review was published in New Orleans, 1846–52; then New Orleans and Washington, DC, 1853–60; New Orleans and Charleston, SC, 1861–62; only Columbia, SC in 1864; then again in New Orleans/etc. during 1866–80.

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