Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Short Stories
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Table of contents
INTRODUCTION
QUALITIES OF THE SHORT-STORY
COMPOSITION OF THE SHORT-STORY
THE FATHER[1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
THE GRIFFIN AND THE MINOR CANAAN[1]
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
THE PIECE OF STRING[1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
THE MAN WHO WAS[1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER [1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
THE BIRTHMARK[1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
ETHAN BRAND[1]
NOTES
THE SIRE DE MALETROIT'S DOOR[1]
NOTES
BIOGRAPHY
CRITICISMS
MARKHEIM[1]
NOTES
INTRODUCTION
HISTORY
OF THE SHORT-STORYJust
when, where, and by whom story-telling was begun no one can say. From
the first use of speech, no doubt, our ancestors have told stories of
war, love, mysteries, and the miraculous performances of lower
animals and inanimate objects. The ultimate source of all stories
lies in a thorough democracy, unhampered by the restrictions of a
higher civilization. Many tales spring from a loathsome filth that is
extremely obnoxious to our present day tastes. The remarkable and
gratifying truth is, however, that the short-story, beginning in the
crude and brutal stages of man's development, has gradually unfolded
to greater and more useful possibilities, until in our own time it is
a most flexible and moral literary form.The
first historical evidence in the development of the story shows no
conception of a short-story other than that it is not so long as
other narratives. This judgment of the short-story obtained until the
beginning of the nineteenth century, when a new version of its
meaning was given, and an enlarged vision of its possibilities was
experienced by a number of writers almost simultaneously. In the
early centuries of story-telling there was only one purpose in
mind—that of narrating for the joy of the telling and hearing. The
story-tellers sacrificed unity and totality of effect as well as
originality for an entertaining method of reciting their incidents.The
story of Ruth
and the Prodigal Son
are excellent short tales, but they do not fulfill the requirements
of our modern short-story for the reason that they are not
constructed for one single impression, but are in reality parts of
possible longer stories. They are, as it were, parts of stories not
unlike Dr. Jekyll
and Mr. Hyde and
A Lear of the Steppes,
and lack those complete and concise artistic effects found in the
short-stories,
Markheim and
Mumu, by the same
authors. Both Ruth
and the Prodigal Son
are exceptionally well told, possess a splendid moral tone, and are
excellent prophecies of what the nineteenth century has developed for
us in the art of short-story writing.The
Greeks did very little writing in prose until the era of their
decadence, and showed little instinct to use the concise and unified
form of the short-story. The conquering Romans followed closely in
the paths of their predecessors and did little work in the shorter
narratives. The myths of Greece and Rome were not bound by facts, and
opened a wonderland where writers were free to roam. The epics were
slow in movement, and presented a list of loosely organized stories
arranged about some character like Ulysses or AEneas.During
the mediaeval period story-tellers and stories appeared everywhere.
The more ignorant of these story-tellers produced the fable, and the
educated monks produced the simple, crude and disjointed tales. The
Gesta Romanorum is
a wonderful storehouse of these mediaeval stories. In the
Decameron Boccaccio
deals with traditional and contemporary materials. He is a born
story-teller and presents many interesting and well-told narratives,
but as Professor Baldwin[1] has said, more than half are merely
anecdotes, and the remaining stories are bare plots, ingeniously done
in a kind of scenario form. Three approach our modern idea of the
short-story, and two, the second story of the second day and the
sixth story of the ninth day, actually attain to our standard.
Boccaccio was not conscious of a standard in short-story telling, for
he had none in the sense that Poe and Maupassant defined and
practiced it. Chaucer in England told his stories in verse and added
the charm of humor and well defined characters to the development of
story-telling.In
the seventeenth century Cervantes gave the world its first great
novel, Don Quixote.
Cervantes was careless in his work and did not write short-stories,
but tales that are fairly brief. Spain added to the story a high
sense of chivalry and a richness of character that the Greek romance
and the Italian novella did not possess. France followed this loose
composition and lack of beauty in form. Scarron and Le Sage, the two
French fiction writers of this period, contributed little or nothing
to the advancement of story-telling. Cervantes'
The Liberal Lover
is as near as this period came to producing a real short-story.The
story-telling of the seventeenth century was largely shaped by the
popularity of the drama. In the eighteenth century the drama gave
place to the essay, and it is to the sketch and essay that we must go
to trace the evolution of the story during this period. Voltaire in
France had a burning message in every essay, and he paid far greater
attention to the development of the thought of his message than to
the story he was telling. Addison and Steele in the
Spectator developed
some real characters of the fiction type and told some good stories,
but even their best, like
Theodosius and Constantia,
fall far short of developing all the dramatic possibilities, and lack
the focusing of interest found in the nineteenth century stories.
Some of Lamb's
Essays of Elia,
especially the Dream
Children, introduce
a delicate fancy and an essayist's clearness of thought and statement
into the story. At the close of this century German romanticism began
to seep into English thought and prepare the way for things new in
literary thought and treatment.The
nineteenth century opened with a decided preference for fiction.
Washington Irving, reverting to the
Spectator, produced
his sketches, and, following the trend of his time, looked forward to
a new form and wrote
The Spectre Bridegroom
and Rip Van Winkle.
It is only by a precise definition of short-story that Irving is
robbed of the honor of being the founder of the modern short-story.
He loved to meander and to fit his materials to his story scheme in a
leisurely manner. He did not quite see what Hawthorne instinctively
followed and Poe consciously defined and practiced, and he did not
realize that terseness of statement and totality of impression were
the chief qualities he needed to make him the father of a new
literary form. Poe and Maupassant have reduced the form of the
short-story to an exact science; Hawthorne and Harte have done
successfully in the field of romanticism what the Germans, Tieck and
Hoffman, did not do so well; Bjornson and Henry James have analyzed
character psychologically in their short-stories; Kipling has used
the short-story as a vehicle for the conveyance of specific
knowledge; Stevenson has gathered most, if not all, of the literary
possibilities adaptable to short-story use, and has incorporated them
in his Markheim.France
with her literary newspapers and artistic tendencies, and the United
States with magazines calling incessantly for good short-stories, and
with every section of its conglomerate life clamoring to express
itself, lead in the production and rank of short-stories. Maupassant
and Stevenson and Hawthorne and Poe are the great names in the ranks
of short-story writers. The list of present day writers is
interminable, and high school students can best acquire a reasonable
appreciation of the great work these writers are doing by reading
regularly some of the better grade literary magazines.For
a comprehensive view of specimens representing the history
anddevelopment of
the short-story, students should have access to BranderMatthews'
The Short Story,
Jessup and Canby's
The Book of theShort-Story,
and Waite and Taylor's
Modern Masterpieces of ShortProse
Fiction.NOTE:
[1] American
Short-Stories, by
Charles Sears Baldwin, NewYork:
Longmans, Green, & Company, 1904.
QUALITIES OF THE SHORT-STORY
It
was not until well along in the nineteenth century that any one
attempted to define the short-story. The three quotations given here
are among the best things that have been spoken on this subject."The
right novella is never a novel cropped back from the size of a tree
to a bush, or the branch of a tree stuck into the ground and made to
serve for a bush. It is another species, destined by the agencies at
work in the realm of unconsciousness to be brought into being of its
own kind, and not of another,"—W.D. Howells,
North American Review,
173:429."A
true short-story is something other and something more than a mere
story which is short. A true short-story differs from the novel
chiefly in its essential unity of impression. In a far more exact and
precise use of the word, a short-story has unity as a novel cannot
have it…. A short-story deals with a single character, a single
event, a single emotion, or the series of emotions called forth by a
single situation.—Brander Matthews,
The Philosophy of the Short-Story."The
aim of a short-story is to produce a single narrative effect with the
greatest economy of means that is consistent with the utmost
emphasis."—Clayton Hamilton,
Materials and Methods of Fiction.The
short-story must always have a compact unity and a direct simplicity.
In such stories as Björnson's
The Father and
Maupassant's The
Piece of String
this simplicity is equal to that of the anecdote, but in no case can
an anecdote possess the dramatic possibilities of these simple
short-stories; for a short-story must always have that tensity of
emotion that comes only in the crucial tests of life.The
short-story does not demand the consistency in treatment of the long
story, for there are not so many elements to marshal and direct
properly, but the short-story must be original and varied in its
themes, cleverly constructed, and lighted through and through with
the glow of vivid imaginings. A single incident in daily life is
caught as in a snap-shot exposure and held before the reader in such
a manner that the impression of the whole is derived largely from
suggestion. The single incident may be the turning-point in life
history, as in The
Man Who Was; it may
be a mental surrender of habits fixed seemingly in indelible colors
in the soul and a sudden, inflexible decision to be a man, as in the
case of Markheim;
or it may be a gradual realization of the value of spiritual gifts,
as Björnson has concisely presented it in his little story
The Father.The
aim of the short-story is always to present a cross-section of life
in such a vivid manner that the importance of the incident becomes
universal. Some short-stories are told with the definite end in view
of telling a story for the sake of exploiting a plot.
The Cask of Amontillado
is all action in comparison with
The Masque of the Red Death. The Gold-Bug
sets for itself the task of solving a puzzle and possesses action
from first to last. Other stories teach a moral.
Ethan Brand deals
with the unpardonable sin, and
The Great Stone Face
is our classic story in the field of ideals and their development.
Hawthorne, above all writers, is most interested in ethical laws and
moral development. Still other stories aim to portray character. Miss
Jewett and Mrs. Freeman veraciously picture the faded-put womanhood
in New England; Henry James and Björnson turn the x-rays of
psychology and sociology on their characters; Stevenson follows with
the precision of the tick of a watch the steps in Markheim's mental
evolution.The
types of the short-story are as varied as life itself. Addison, Lamb,
Irving, Warner, and many others have used the story in their sketches
and essays with wonderful effect.
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
is as impressive as any of Scott's tales. The allegory in
The Great Stone Face
loses little or nothing when compared with Bunyan's
Pilgrim's Progress.
No better type of detective story has been written than the two
short-stories, The
Murders in the Rue Morgue
and The Purloined
Letter. Every
emotion is subject to the call of the short-story. Humor with its
expansive free air is not so well adapted to the short-story as is
pathos. There is a sadness in the stories of Dickens, Garland, Page,
Mrs. Freeman, Miss Jewett, Maupassant, Poe, and many others that runs
the whole gamut from pleasing tenderness in
A Child's Dream of a Star
to unutterable horror in
The Fall of the House of Usher.The
short-story is stripped of all the incongruities that led Fielding,
Scott, and Dickens far afield. All its parts harmonize in the
simplest manner to give unity and "totality" of impression
through strict unity of form. It is a concentrated piece of life
snatched from the ordinary and uneventful round of living and steeped
in fancy until it becomes the acme of literary art.
COMPOSITION OF THE SHORT-STORY
Any
student who wishes to express himself correctly and pleasingly, and
desires a keener sense for the appreciation of literary work must
write. The way others have done the thing never appears in a forceful
light until one sets himself at a task of like nature. Just so in the
study of this text. To find and appreciate the better points of the
short-story, students must write stories of their own, patterned in a
small way on the technique of the masterpieces.The
process of short-story writing follows in a general way the following
program. In the first place the class must have something interesting
and suggestive to write about. Sometimes the class can suggest a
subject; newspapers almost every day give incidents worthy of story
treatment; happenings in the community often give the very best
material for stories; and phases of the literature work may well be
used in the development of students' themes. Change the type of
character and place, reconstruct the plot, or require a different
ending for the story, leaving the plot virtually as it is, and then
assign to the class. Boys and girls should invariably be taught to
see stories in the life about them, in the newspapers and magazines
on their library tables, and in the masterpieces they study in their
class work.After
the idea that the class wishes to develop has been definitely
determined and the material for this development has been gathered
and grouped about the idea, the class should select a viewpoint and
proceed to write. Sometimes the author should tell the story,
sometimes a third person who may be of secondary importance in the
story should be given the rôle of the story-teller, sometimes the
whole may be in dialogue. The class should choose a fitting method.Young
writers should be very careful about the beginning of a story. An
action story should start with a striking incident that catches the
reader's attention at once and forecasts subsequent happenings. In
every case this first incident must have in it the essence of the end
of the story and should be perfectly logical to the reader after he
has finished the reading. A story in which the setting is emphasized
can well begin, with a description and contain a number of
descriptions and expositions, distributed with a sense of propriety
throughout the theme. A good method to use in the opening of a
character story is that of conversation. An excellent example of a
sharp use of this device is Mrs. Freeman's
Revolt of Mother,
where the first paragraph is a single spoken word.Every
incident included in the story should be tested for its value in the
development of the theme. An incident that does not amplify certain
phases of the story has no right to be included, and great care
should be used in an effort to incorporate just the material
necessary for the proper evolution of the thought. The problem is not
so much what can be secured to be included in the story, but rather,
after making a thorough collection of the material, what of all these
points should be cast out.The
ending must be a natural outgrowth of the development found in the
body of the composition. Even in a story with a surprise ending, of
which we are tempted to say that we have had no preparation for such
a turn in the story, there must be hints—the subtler the
better—that point unerringly and always toward the end. The end is
presupposed in the beginning and the changing of one means the
altering of the other.Young
writers have trouble in stopping at the right place. They should
learn, as soon as possible, that to drag on after the logical ending
has been reached spoils the best of stories. It is just as bad to
stop before arriving at the true end. In other words there is only
one place for the ending of a story, and in no case can it be shifted
without ruining the idea that has obtained throughout the theme.There
are certain steps in the development of story-writing that should be
followed if the best results are to be obtained. The first assignment
should require only the writing of straight narrative.
The Arabian Nights Tales
and children's stories represent this type of writing and will give
the teacher valuable aid in the presentation of this work. After the
students have produced simple stories resembling the Sinbad Voyages,
they should next add descriptions of persons and places and
explanations of situations to develop clearness and interest in their
original productions. Taking these themes in turn students should be
required to introduce plot incidents that complicate the simple
happenings and divert the straightforward trend of the narrative. Now
that the stories are well developed in their descriptions,
expositions, and plot interests they should be tested for their
emotional effects. Students should go through their themes, and by
making the proper changes give in some cases a humorous and in others
a pathetic or tragic effect. These few suggestions are given to
emphasize the facts that no one conceives a story in all its details
in a moment of inspiration, and that there is a way of proceeding
that passes in logical gradations from the simplest to the most
complex phases of story writing.Franklin
and Stevenson knew no rules for writing other than to practice
incessantly on some form they wished to imitate. Hard work is the
first lesson that boys and girls must learn in the art of writing,
and a systematic gradation of assignments is what the teacher must
provide for his students. Walter Besant gave the following rules for
novel writers. Some of them may be suggestive to writers of the high
school age, so the list is given in its complete form. "(1)
Practice writing something original every day. (2) Cultivate the
habit of observation. (3) Work regularly at certain hours. (4) Read
no rubbish. (5) Aim at the formation of style. (6) Endeavor to be
dramatic. (7) A great element of dramatic skill is selection. (8)
Avoid the sin of writing about a character. (9) Never attempt to
describe any kind of life except that with which you are familiar.
(10) Learn as much as you can about men and women. (11) For the sake
of forming a good natural style, and acquiring command of language,
write poetry."
THE FATHER[1]
By
Björnstjerne Björnson (1838-1910)The
man whose story is here to be told was the wealthiest and most
influential person in his parish; his name was Thord Överaas. He
appeared in the priest's study one day, tall and earnest."I
have gotten a son," said he, "and I wish to present him for
baptism.""What
shall his name be?""Finn,—after
my father.""And
the sponsors?"They
were mentioned, and proved to be the best men and women ofThord's
relations in the parish."Is
there anything else?" inquired the priest, and looked up. The
peasant hesitated a little."I
should like very much to have him baptized by himself," said he,
finally."That
is to say on a week-day?""Next
Saturday, at twelve o'clock noon.""Is
there anything else?" inquired the priest,"There
is nothing else;" and the peasant twirled his cap, as though he
were about to go.Then
the priest rose. "There is yet this, however." said he, and
walking toward Thord, he took him by the hand and looked gravely into
his eyes: "God grant that the child may become a blessing to
you!"One
day sixteen years later, Thord stood once more in the priest's study."Really,
you carry your age astonishingly well, Thord," said the priest;
for he saw no change whatever in the man."That
is because I have no troubles," replied Thord. To this the
priest said nothing, but after a while he asked: "What is your
pleasure this evening?""I
have come this evening about that son of mine who is to be confirmed
to-morrow.""He
is a bright boy.""I
did not wish to pay the priest until I heard what number the boy
would have when he takes his place in the church to-morrow.""He
will stand number one.""So
I have heard; and here are ten dollars for the priest.""Is
there anything else I can do for you?" inquired the priest,
fixing his eyes on Thord."There
is nothing else."Thord
went out.Eight
years more rolled by, and then one day a noise was heard outside of
the priest's study, for many men were approaching, and at their head
was Thord, who entered first.The
priest looked up and recognized him."You
come well attended this evening, Thord," said he."I
am here to request that the banns may be published for my son: he is
about to marry Karen Storliden, daughter of Gudmund, who stands here
beside me.""Why,
that is the richest girl in the parish.""So
they say," replied the peasant, stroking back his hair with one
hand.The
priest sat a while as if in deep thought, then entered the names in
his book, without making any comments, and the men wrote their
signatures underneath. Thord laid three dollars on the table."One
is all I am to have," said the priest."I
know that very well; but he is my only child; I want to do it
handsomely."The
priest took the money."This
is now the third time, Thord, that you have come here on your son's
account.""But
now I am through with him," said Thord, and folding up his
pocket-book he said farewell and walked away.The
men slowly followed him.A
fortnight later, the father and son were rowing across the lake, one
calm, still day, to Storliden to make arrangements for the wedding."This
thwart[2] is not secure," said the son, and stood up to
straighten the seat on which he was sitting.At
the same moment the board he was standing on slipped from under him;
he threw out his arms, uttered a shriek, and fell overboard."Take
hold of the oar!" shouted the father, springing to his feet, and
holding out the oar.But
when the son had made a couple of efforts he grew stiff."Wait
a moment!" cried the father, and began to row toward his son.Then
the son rolled over on his back, gave his father one long look, and
sank.Thord
could scarcely believe it; he held the boat still, and stared at the
spot where his son had gone down, as though he must surely come to
the surface again. There rose some bubbles, then some more, and
finally one large one that burst; and the lake lay there as smooth
and bright as a mirror again.For
three days and three nights people saw the father rowing round and
round the spot, without taking either food or sleep; he was dragging
the lake for the body of his son. And toward morning of the third day
he found it, and carried it in his arms up over the hills to his
gard[3].It
might have been about a year from that day, when the priest, late one
autumn evening, heard some one in the passage outside of the door,
carefully trying to find the latch. The priest opened the door, and
in walked a tall, thin man, with bowed form and white hair. The
priest looked long at him before he recognized him. It was Thord."Are
you out walking so late?" said the priest, and stood still in
front of him."Ah,
yes! it is late," said Thord, and took a seat.The
priest sat down also, as though waiting. A long, long silence
followed. At last Thord said,—"I
have something with me that I should like to give to the poor; I want
it to be invested as a legacy in my son's name."He
rose, laid some money on the table, and sat down again. The priest
counted it."It
is a great deal of money," said he."It
is half the price of my gard. I sold it to-day."The
priest sat long in silence. At last he asked, but gently,—"What
do you propose to do now, Thord?""Something
better."They
sat there for a while, Thord with downcast eyes, the priest with his
eyes fixed on Thord. Presently the priest said, slowly and softly,—"I
think your son has at last brought you a true blessing.""Yes,
I think so myself," said Thord, looking up, while two big tears
coursed slowly down his cheeks.
NOTES
[1]
This story was written in 1860. Translated from the Norwegian by
Professor Rasmus B. Anderson. It is printed by permission of and
special arrangement with
Houghton Mifflin Co.,
publishers.[2]
3:28 thwart. A seat, across a boat, on which the oarsman, sits.[3]
4:21 gard. A Norwegian farm.
BIOGRAPHY
Björnstjerne
Björnson, Norse poet, novelist, dramatist, orator, and political
leader, was born December 8, 1832, and died in Paris, April 26, 1910.
From his strenuous father, a Lutheran priest who preached with tongue
and fist, he inherited the physique of a Norse god. He possessed the
mind of a poet and the arm of a warrior. At the age of twelve he was
sent to the Molde grammar school, where he proved himself a very dull
student. In 1852 he entered the university in Christiana. Here he
neglected his studies to write poetry and journalistic articles.In
politics Björnson was a tremendous force. Dr. Brandes has said; "To
speak the name of Björnson is like hoisting the colors of Norway."
He was honored as a king in his native land. He won this recognition
by no party affiliation, but by his natural gifts as a poet. His
magnetic eloquence, great message, and sterling character compelled
his countrymen to follow and honor him. He says of his success in
this field: "The secret with me is that in success as in
failure, in the consciousness of my doing as in my habits, I am
myself. There are a great many who dare not, or lack the ability, to
be themselves." For his views on political issues the following
references may well be used:
Independent.
January 31, 1901, pp. 253-257;
Current Literature,
November, 1906, p. 581; and
Independent, July
13, 1905, pp. 92-94.Björnson
and Ibsen, the two foremost men of Norway, were very closely
associated throughout life. They were schoolmates, and both were
interested in writing and producing plays. Ibsen's son, Dr. Sigurd
Ibsen, married Björnson's daughter, Bergilot. These two great
writers were direct contrasts in nearly everything: Björnson lived
among his people, Ibsen was reserved; Björnson played the rôle of
an optimistic prophet, Ibsen, that of a pessimistic judge; the former
was always a conciliatory spirit, the latter a revolutionist; and
Björnson proved himself a patriotic Norwegian, Ibsen, a man of the
entire world.Lack
of space forbids the inclusion of a list of Björnson's writing's.
High school teachers will find suitable selections in the list of
collateral readings that follows. Those who wish a complete
bibliography of his works will find it in
Bookman, Volume II,
p. 65. Translations of his works by Rasmus B. Anderson, Houghton
Mifflin Co., and Edmund Gosse, the Macmillan Co., will furnish
students extensive and standard readings of this master story-teller.
CRITICISMS
Björnson, in his masterly character
delineations, seldom prod [...]