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Posted 10 February 2005
In an 1859 pamphlet,
William T. Coggeshall – the last in an important line of antebellum
Cincinnati literary doyens – lamented that ‘Western literature, though
in a lively degree representing Pioneer men and Pioneer times, has been
disregarded as a distinct power’ (928). Coggeshall may be little cheered
to know that his own posthumous laurels rest not on his writings, but on
the moment that he saved Abraham Lincoln from an assassination attempt on
his inaugural train journey to Washington. He would be pleased, however,
with Watts and Rachels’ anthology of writings from the first west. As
should we all. Coggeshall himself realised that those who controlled
anthologies controlled which literature was given ‘due respect’; for
too long ‘critics and compilers “down east”’ have done
‘injustice to the “great west”’ (938). The very appearance of The
First West is therefore reason for celebration, since it both reflects
and confirms a growing interest in that much neglected area neatly
sandwiched between the Appalachians and the Mississippi during its
antebellum adolescence.
As with any anthology, the
weighting of authors and texts is a difficult balancing act, especially in
a collection that hopes to break new paths for others to follow. According
to the editors, its structure reflects those monthly journals that first
circulated much of this material: fiction, reportage, political documents,
poetry and biography miscellaneously rub against one another. In theory,
this approach should create productive sparks. In practice, a stronger
editorial hand would be a distinct boon. Bemusingly, the texts seem to
appear in order of their author’s date of birth, and the lack of
thematic or geographical sections, or even simple publication chronology,
means that the texts cannot speak to each other as usefully as they
should. It also means that the anthology has trouble in meeting its
express aims. The endeavour of attempting to place eastern representations
of the west in a national cultural context, whilst promoting western texts
to the national stage, is not helped by mixing both together in a
potentially confusing melee. (And why, for that matter, is Cooper
represented by The Prairies, a novel concerned with the
trans-Mississippi west?) Ideally, the anthology should have been limited
to what its subtitle promises: writings from the frontier.
Alternatively, it could have been profitably opened up to all
representations of the early west, properly delineated and grouped. At
least each author is prefaced by an impressively researched biographical
sketch that helps to fix oftentimes obscure figures. A guide to thematic
links is also a useful resource, and the suggestions for further reading
are very helpful. But the lack of a defining structure, editorial
footnotes, and the criminal absence of an index, still feel like wasted
opportunities.
Ultimately, the strength of any anthology resides in
its texts. Watts and Rachels have done a fantastic job in placing
favourite treasures against freshly mined jewels. The Cinicinnati group
are well represented, as are the humorists, and there are plenty of
fascinating Native materials. Indeed, the engaging juxtaposition of the
Indian Removal Act, Elias (Galegina) Boudinot’s ‘Address to the
Whites’ and the Constitution of the Cherokee Nation shows how fruitful a
better organisation of material throughout could have been. A list of
highlights – inevitably somewhat arbitrary and personally inflected –
include: Zadok Cramer’s river bible, The Navigator; Timothy
Flint’s Recollections; James Hall’s forward looking ‘Three
Hundred Years Hence’; Benjamin Drake’s wonderfully even-handed Life
of Black Hawk; Audubon’s prose, too underrated; and Margaret
Fuller’s almost forgotten Summer on the Lakes. Any student could
compile an equally diverse and entertaining list, and almost every
selection suggests tempting new areas for exploration and development.
Were it not for the hefty price tag, this anthology would be an
indispensable resource, rather than one that simply comes highly
recommended. The last word lies with Coggeshall: ‘We may regret that our
literary pioneers did not meet wider encouragement and ampler reward, but
we need not complain, unless we take care that the future does not have
reason to complain of us’ (940).
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