Chapter 1
A Prophet without Honor, 1817â1862
On July 12, 1917, one hundred years to the day after Henry David Thoreauâs birth in Concord, Massachusetts, a newspaper editor in Fort Worth reported with amazement that âso far as we know, no public celebration of Thoreauâs centennial of any consequence is being held in America.â That same day the Boston Journal noted that the town of Concord, home to âone of the . . . most celebrated writers that New England has ever produced,â seemed to have âforgotten that he ever lived.â Although a few hundred admirers paid homage at the authorâs grave site, the townâs leaders, like the rest of America, let the occasion pass without official observance. The Fort Worth editor speculated that recent entry into the European war had âdiverted our thought from such things,â and Edward Emerson, son of the Sage of Concord, explained that his committee postponed the Concord commemoration until October, when townspeople had returned from their summer excursions. Unconvinced, the Boston reporter concluded the story with a familiar biblical irony: âA prophet is not without honor save in his own country.â1
The ambiguity that surrounded the 1917 centennial was typical of Thoreauâs status as an American writer. Contrary to what we might expect, he was not widely received as an author in his lifetime, and he remained virtually unknown throughout most of the nineteenth century. While he lived, his reputation hinged on the spectacularly unsuccessful A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers, the somewhat more widely read Walden, a series of unevenly reviewed lyceum lectures, and a few articles appearing in obscure journals. âGiven this history of publication,â literary critic Townsend Scudder wrote, âand considering the peculiar man himself, there was bound to be a confusion of appraising voicesâa babble taking years to blend into anything which approximates a chorus.â2
Some attribute this obscurity to an extraordinarily harsh retrospective written two years after his death by James Russell Lowell, considered at that time Americaâs most renowned literary critic. Thoreauâs reputation languished after this attack, but in the 1880s his surviving friends burnished his memory by publishing excerpts from his manuscripts and a series of adulatory biographies. Distressed by Lowellâs commentary, they ignored Thoreauâs complex philosophy of life and emphasized his seemingly simple descriptions of nature, precisely at a time when Americans were becoming enthusiastic converts to nature study and outdoor recreation. The nature study movement quickened Thoreauâs entry into the American canon. Wendell Glick, who published an anthology of literary criticism in 1969, noted that by the time his reputation had recovered from Lowellâs attacks, the latter was receding âinto the dusty recesses now occupied by his Brahmin contemporaries.â Unimpressed by the poetic justice in Glickâs account, Richard Rutland argued that âif Thoreauâs story needs a villain, let it be the nation itself that lacked the requisite self-knowledge to understand what literature it needed and to acknowledge what literature it got.â But all this reasoning raises an opposite question: What accounts for his near-universal recognition as an American writer in the century that followed? As Edward O. Wilson put it, how did an âamateur naturalist perched in a toy house on the edge of a ravaged woodlot became the founding saint of the conservation movementâ?3 The dynamics of Thoreauâs reputation have never been satisfactorily explained.
Thoreauâs literary odyssey is one of the least known but most intriguing stories in the history of American literature. As Lawrence Buell points out, Thoreau was one of the first authors to be added to the American literary pantheon, and for this reason the history of his reputation âmakes an unusually interesting window onto American literary history.â He is also one of the few American writers to achieve fame as a folk heroâa âpatron saint of American environmental writing,â as Buell puts it. He stands, then, as iconic not only in American literature but in popular culture as well. Surely, the arc of his reputation begs an explanation.4
The matter becomes somewhat clear if we consider his work in its historical context. Walden challenged all Americans to march to the beat of a different drum, but at the time of its publication in 1854 the gigantic mills at Waltham and Lowell were demonstrating the power and productivity of regimented effort, and as Thoreau lay on his deathbed in Concord in spring 1862, the spectacle of troops moving in unison across the battlefields of Virginia testified to the importance of united purpose. But if the Civil War generation rejected individualism, turn-of-the-century Americans embraced it, seeking a firmer sense of self in communion with nature. In like manner, each successive generation redefined Thoreau in order to find something meaningful in his life and works. Summarizing a century-long search for the true Thoreau, biographer Walter Harding mused that he had been, at one time or another, Americaâs greatest satirist, its greatest conservationist, its greatest prose stylist, its greatest theorist of civil disobedience, and its greatest philosopher. And for each superlative conferred, there was an equally exaggerated condemnation waiting in the wings. Literary critic V. F. Calverton observed that Thoreauâs writing indeed possessed âpowerful magic, or there would not be such a need to . . . canonize the shade, or weight it down in the earth under a cairn of rocks.â5
Mark Sullivan, who surveyed graphic representations of Thoreau over the century after his death, found it astonishing âto see the number of ways in which . . . his facial features have been used to convey different messages, or to fit different purposes.â Each image, as Sullivan pointed out, reflected a Thoreau for the times. This malleability stems in part from Thoreauâs enigmatic writing style. When Walden was first published, a reviewer expressed his frustration at finding a meaning in the book: âThe author has Carlyleâs hatred of shams and Carlyleâs way of showing it; he has Sir Thomas Browneâs love of pregnant paradox and stupendous joke, and utters his paradoxes and his jokes with a mysterious phlegm quite akin to that of the Medical Knight who âexisted only at the periphery of his being.ââ All this and more he mixed together âwithout regard to abstract consistency.â6 Thoreauâs illusiveness frustrated critics like this, but it explains, more perhaps than his stylistic brilliance, his popular status today.
This legacy of conflicting interpretation complicated the quest for the true Thoreau. Shortly before the turn of the twentieth century, Thomas Wentworth Higginson, who knew him well, reflected on his friendâs literary persona. We have to look at literary figures like Thoreau, he wrote, ânot merely as they now seem, but as they appeared in their day, and we must calculate their parallax.â Vexed by the same enigma, Sandra Harbert Petrulionis introduced a volume of Thoreau criticism in 2012 with a query: âHow can we disentangle Henry Thoreau from the myriad causes and ideas now synonymous with his name?â The quest for the true Thoreau is indeed fraught with uncertainty; perhaps, after all, there is no solid bedrock beneath the writer and the written. Perhaps, rather than winnow away the false Thoreaus, we should consider the full range of past interpretations, no matter how broad the spectrum. If we cannot disentangle the true from the transient, perhaps we can learn something from the very nature of this entanglement: How did Americans in successive ages respond to his writing, and what, in turn, do these responses tell us about American culture over this long century of criticism?7
The Idea of Nature in America
âThoreau has taught countless Americans to see nature,â historian R. D. Richardson wrote in 1986, and indeed his writing tells us a great deal about this core cultural value. As New York Times writer R. L. Duffus pointed out in 1931, nations define themselves mainly through their literature; people write, read, and react to the writing of others, and in the process they forge a national culture. In America that culture is inseparably linked to the idea of nature. To the Puritan, nature was a howling wilderness; to the romantic, a symbol of transcendent truth; and to the modern, a fragile system of ecological interactions. Lewis Mumford saw this complicated bundle of ideas as one of the âchief creations of the civilized man.â In technologically simple societies, the idea of nature is âscarcely visible,â he pointed out, but as society learns to manipulate its environment, it elaborates, and as these manipulations increase in scale, the idea of nature takes on additional layers of meaning.8 Ironically, the more society is separated from nature by its technology, the more completely its members need to define it. As both Duffus and Mumford suggest, the idea of nature is far from static; each age defines it on its own terms.
But if we set aside Richardsonâs vision of Thoreau as the voice of nature in America, a broader prospect comes to light: an ongoing critical conversation about his philosophy of nature sustained for more than a century by scholars, literary critics, essayists, journalists, and biographers who took up Thoreauâs ideas and translated them into the idiom of their own times. Defining nature was not an act of individual genius but rather a collective cultural project. Great literary figures do, of course, participate in the construction and reconstruction of nature, but only as part of a larger process. By their very genius they are extraordinary; they rise above historical circumstance and convey a transcendent interpretation of nature. But as Thoreauâs reputation demonstrates, each age reacts on its own terms to these transcendent interpretations, and thus the meaning of nature in each ageâits personal, recreational, spiritual, and therapeutic valueâis better represented by its own critics and writers than by the seminal authors themselves. Collectively, this commentary was more widely read than was Thoreau himself, and it was composed by men and women who were close observers of their own timesâwho appreciated how their readers were likely to react to Thoreauâs message. Using Thoreau as inspiration, these midlevel intellectuals interpreted the organic world beyond their doorstep, and, accordingly, they become the focus of our story. In following them as they create this American icon, we get to the very essence of nature as an evolving cultural construct.
Young Thoreau
David Henry Thoreau, known later in life as Henry, was born in Concord on July 12, 1817, third of four children. His grandfather had emigrated from the Isle of Jersey, and when Henry was born his father was maintaining a small farm in Concord that belonged to his wifeâs mother. Casting his lot as a merchant, John Thoreau moved the family from Concord to Boston, Chelmsford, and back to Concord. Perhaps too withdrawn for this trade, he remained poorâa âsmall, deaf, and unobtrusive man.â Thoreauâs mother, Cynthia Dunbar Thoreau, was by most accounts assertive, outgoing, and talkative; together they were a study in contrasts. Thoreau spent almost all his life living at home, and like everything else about him, this family background has been folded into the ongoing discussion of his literary reputation. Early biographers emphasized his Jersey privateer heritage on one side and his Scots and Puritan lineage on the other. Later critics singled out the contrast between his parents and highlighted the supposed tensions in these family circumstances. Neither father nor mother offered an appropriate model, they surmised, and Thoreauâs writing reflected this psychic conflict. In fact, family life seems to have been happier than these psychobiographers make it out to be, but these circumstances have been a focus of critical commentary from the first posthumous assessments on.9
A methodical tinkerer, John Thoreau eventually went into pencil making with his brother-in-law, and the business prospered modestly. Again, biographical accounts vary. In some, the familyâs continuing economic uncertainty explains Thoreauâs withdrawn personality; in others, the parents maintained the cultural standards of their lineage. To make ends meet, the Thoreaus took in boarders and crowded the household with older relatives. Of the latter, most were, by all accounts, prudish and provincial. This stultifying atmosphere helps explain not only the iconoclasm that marked so much of Thoreauâs writing but also the Puritan-like adherence to principle that punctuated his social philosophy.10
In 1833 Thoreau entered Harvard College. Although he later claimed these Harvard years were wasted, the school gave him the solid grounding in classics, modern literature, philosophy, and natural history that made his later writing so distinctive. He put his academic credentials to use briefly in 1838 when he and his older brother, John, opened a private academy in Concord. The endeavor was successful, but when Johnâs health declined in 1841 they closed the school and Henry returned to the pencil shop and helped the family perfect a formula for using graphite in the electrotyping process.11 Henry was close to his brother, John, and it was in the context of brotherly relations that his first and only well-documented affair of heart unfolded. Seventeen-year-old Ellen Sewall arrived in Concord for a two-week visit in 1839, and since the two families were long acquainted, the five childrenâSophia, Helen, Henry, John, and Ellenâspent time together. At age twenty-two, Henry fell in love. He seems to have stepped aside to allow John to court Ellen, and John asked her to marry him. She accepted, but her father opposed the union. Henry then proposed and met a similar fate, and thus the romance ended.12
Again the arbiters of his literary reputation read much into a seemingly simple episode. Townsend Scudder speculated that marriage would have undermined Thoreauâs individualism, a foundational principle in his writing, and thus Ellen âplayed her unconscious partâ in the making of an American literary icon. Others exaggerate or dismiss the episode in order to bolster their own theories on Thoreauâs sexual bearing or to suggest that he subsequently sublimated his romantic inclinations in his worship of nature. Perhaps so, but his biographer Walter Harding cautions against such inferences. âIt must not be forgotten that he was raised in an atmosphere of prudish bachelorhood and spinsterhood. Neither his brother nor his sisters ever marriedânor Aunt Jane, nor Aunt Maria, nor Aunt Louisa, nor Aunt Sally, nor Aunt Betsey, nor Uncle Charlesâand all of these were at one time or another members of the Thoreau household.â For whatever reason, it does seem that after the episode he resigned himself to life as a bachelor.13
Thoreauâs Concord
The setting for Thoreauâs brief romance was a town of some two thousand inhabitants strung out along several roads converging on a tree-shaded central square. Concordâs rivers were too listless to inspire the visions that transformed nearby Waltham and Lowell into industrial cities, and among its neighbors it was known as Sleepy Hollow, an image that helped form Thoreauâs own impression of the good society. Its economy had been built around grain and livestock production, but by Thoreauâs time this traditional way of life was beginning to break down. The village stood at the center of a manufacturing belt stretching from the Connecticut River on the west to the Charles and Merrimack on the east, and as the regional industrial workforce grew, the market for locally produced agricultural products expanded. In 1844 Concord gained a rail connection to Boston, and this opened opportunities for producing perishables like butter, eggs, milk, fruits, and vegetablesâa market that impelled Thoreauâs neighbors into the world of abstract prices, impersonal transactions, and distant financial arrangements.14 Like other Concord transcendentalists, Thoreau was unsettled by the new conditions of production. The countryside was becoming âdenaturalized,â he thought, suffering from a growing separation between poetry and life. As his confidence in society dissolved, his faith in nature grew.15
Despite these changes, Thoreau was firmly rooted in Co...