In Ireland, the beginnings of the modern short story
is credited to George Moore. Such
critics of the short story as H. E. Bates and Frank O'Connor have both
suggested that the modern Irish short story begins with Moore, particularly in
l903 with the publication of The Untilled Field. Many critics have agreed with Moore's own
typically immodest assessment that the book was a "frontier book, between
the new and the old style" of fiction. Letter of March l, l9l5, to Edmund
Gosse. Moore felt that The Untilled
Field was his best work, boasting that he wrote the stories to be models
for young Irish writers in the future.
And indeed as many critics have suggested, the book
had an influence on the collection of short stories that has become perhaps the
most influential short story collection in the 20th century, James Joyce's Dubliners. As Graham Hough has suggested, although no
writer has carried farther than Joyce "a dual allegiance to an exhaustive
naturalism on the one hand and a complex aesthetic symbolism on the other.... Dubliners
has an obvious ancestor in Moore's stories in The Untilled Field."
However, no one has really looked very carefully at
the nature of Moore's short stories, especially in such a way as to suggest how
they are so typical of the short story genre.
One can certainly agree with Hough and others that the stories seem
unique for their time in combining the content of French naturalism with the
concern for style of the fin de siecle aesthetics; however, this does
not really give us a means by which to approach the individual stories. For there is another important element about
Moore's short stories which contributes to their story nature--that is, their
allegiance to the folk tale form.
"Art begins in the irresponsible imaginations of the people,"
said Moore in Avowals, and "as literature rises out of speech it
must always retain the accent of speech."
Moreover, no one has looked very closely at another
aspect of Moore's view of story, that is, his notion that reality itself must
be understood by means of story. In
"Recollections" and "Thoughts" about Moore, both John
Eglinton and W. B Yeats suggest that
Moore felt he could understand a subject if he could see it as
"story." Eglinton says that Moore felt he possessed a special faculty
of this sort that distinguished him from others, and Yeats adds that he would
do anything to make "his audience believe that the story running in his
head at the moment had happened, had only just happened."
This allegiance to the folk tale form, the primal
origins of story itself, and this need to understand reality by means of story
can be clearly seen in one of Moore's best-known and most anthologized stories
from The Untilled Field--"Julia Cahill's Curse." "Julia Cahill's Curse" is a slight
piece, but a fairly clear example of Moore's effort to use the folk tale mode
as a means to understand social reality.
The basic situation is that of a story being told by a driver to the
first-person narrator, who hearing the name, Julia Cahill, urges the driver to
tell him her story. The story, which
indeed constitutes the bulk of "Julia Cahill's Curse," is of an event
that took place twenty years previous when the Priest Father Madden had Julia
put out of the parish, and consequently Julia put a curse on the parish that
every year a roof would fall in and a family would go to America. The basic conflict in the tale is between
Julia, who in her dancing and courting, represents free pagan values, and the
Priest, who, in his desire to restrain Julia, represents church control of such
freedom.
After preaching in church that Julia is the evil
spirit that makes men mad, Father Madden threatens to change Julia's father
into a rabbit if he does not turn her out.
The teller of the tale has no verification of the Priest's words, since
all those who were in church that day have either died or gone to America, nor
does he have anything more than hearsay that Julia was seen raising her arms to
the sky to curse the village; however,
as the teller and listener near the village itself and the listener sees the
ruins of the houses, the listener reflects, "I could see he believed the
story, and for the moment I, too, believed in an outcast Venus becoming the
evil spirit of a village that would not accept her as divine."
Frank O'Connor singles out "Home Sickness"
as representative of the direction that the Irish short story would take in the
twentieth century, arguing that it has the "absolute purity of the short
story as opposed to the tale" (37).
Although O'Connor says that as a piece of artistic organization,
"Home Sickness" is perfect, one's first impression of the story is of
its structural simplicity. James Bryden, an Irish immigrant who works in a bar
in the Bowery, goes back to Ireland "in search of health," and for a
short time considers marrying a peasant girl and remaining there. What unifies the story beyond its simple
narrative structure is the understated but sustained tone throughout of
Bryden's detachment from the reality of Irish life and his preference to live
within a sort of reverie of nostalgia which he is disappointed to find
unrealized in reality. He takes no interest in the life of the people and does
not so much decide to marry Margaret Dirken as he passively allows the
impending marriage to be announced.
The style of the story shifts in the penultimate
paragraph from what at first seems like a straightforward realistic
presentation of Bryden's detached disappointment with Irish life to a
compressed summary account of his ordinary and uneventful life in America. After his wife has died and his children are
married, he sits in front of the fire, an old man, and "a vague, tender
reverie" of Margaret floats up to his consciousness. "His wife and children passed out of
mind, and it seemed to him that a memory was the only real thing he possessed,
and the desire to see Margaret again grew intense."
The final lyrical paragraph of the story seems in
sharp contrast to the realistic style of what has preceded it, in a way that is
very similar to the contrast between
realism and concluding lyricism that characterizes Joyce's "The
Dead": "There is an
unchanging, silent life within every man that none knows but himself, and his
unchanging, silent life was his memory of Margaret Dirken. The bar-room was forgotten and all that
concerned it, and the things he saw most clearly were the green hillside, and
the bog lake and the rushes around it, and the greater lake in the distance,
and behind it the blue line of wandering hills."
However, as
in "The Dead," the concluding lyrical style is not so much in
contrast to the former style of the story as it first appears, for what Moore
has accomplished is what characterizes the so-called "modern" style
of Chekhov, Anderson, and Joyce. What
seems to be mere verisimilitude in the story actually is a subtle development
of a unified tone of reverie and memory that dominates over the description of
everyday reality. Although the story on
the surface seems to focus on external reality, the real emphasis, as is so
often the case with Chekhov and Joyce, is on inner life, for which the details
of external reality are significant either only by contrast or as images of subjective
reality. Although the concluding
revelation of the "unchanging, silent life" of Bryden at first seems
unprepared for, much as the lyrical evocation of Gabriel's life does in
"The Dead," a closer look at the story reveals that the entire story
is dominated by images that suggest the predominance of the subjective life of
reverie and imagination over the ordinary life of the everyday.
This typically modern theme of presenting the
predominance of the inner life of imagination over that of the everyday can be
seen in almost a paradigmatic form in "The Clerk's Quest." Edward
Dempsey, the "obscure, clandestine, taciturn" little clerk, is the
quintessential embodiment of what Frank O'Connor has called the "little
man" who has predominated in the short story form since Gogol's Akakey
Akakeivitch and Melville's Bartleby the Scrivener. The story is similar to the tales of the
break up of ordinary reality so favored by Chekhov as well as the stories of the
lonely little man possessed by an inner secret life frequently developed by
Sherwood Anderson.
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