ABSTRACT
As a Scott scholar, Lang naturally mentions Irving’s visit to Abbotsford. What is puzzling, though – and allowing for limited space in a book which is Lang’s panoramic guide to English (including American) literature – is that as a Burns scholar he makes no mention of the similarity of the stories in the Scottish bard’s verse-tale ‘Tam O’Shanter’ and in Irving’s ‘Legend of Sleepy Hollow’: there we have a comparative folklore phenomenon on which we’d have expected Lang to have an opinion. (On this, see the closing paragraphs of the Introduction to Volume II of the present work.)
The true beginner of accomplished literature in America was Washington Irving, born in New York, 3 April, 1783; his father was of the old Border family of the name, his mother, the daughter of an English clergyman. In his twenty-first year he visited Europe; on his return, with friends named Paulding, wrote light essays in a serial named “Salmagundi,” and, later, a burlesque “History of New York,” with the humours of “Diedrich Knickerbocker,” a book in which Scott recognized gleams of Sterne and Swift. After the war ending in 1815, when he was under canvas, if not under fire much, he revisited England, and stayed with Scott at Abbotsford, of which he has left a pleasant record. In 1819 appeared his “Sketch Book” with the immortal story of Rip Van Winkle, and the “Legend of Sleepy Hollow”. He had not quite shared Scott’s enthusiasm for the scenery about Abbotsford, mainly resting for its charm on historical and legendary associations unfamiliar to him, but he gave legends to his native Catskill Hills, and the Hudson River. His style has an Addisonian felicity and kind humour; and in his
“Bracebridge Hall” he handled old-fashioned England as if he loved it. His “Tales of a Traveller” (he now visited Italy, France, and Spain) are not, throughout, of his best work. Spain and the Spanish inspired his “Life of Columbus,” which in England was deservedly popular, and the picturesque “Conquest of Granada,” and “The Alhambra.” In 1829, Irving became secretary of the American Legation in London, and, returning, produced “Astoria,” to boys, at least, a delightful account of the wilds. In 1842 he went as American Minister to Spain, and, at home, wrote an attractive “Life of Mahomet”. He carried into historical work the grace of his essays, and the power of visualizing characters and events. He did not write of Europe as an American, with his eyes very open to the comparative merits of his own country; and he did not write of America as a European. He was at home in the past as in the present, and though in his country’s literature he was a pioneer, his performance has none of the roughness of pioneering work. He had the amiability of his favourite Goldsmith, whose biography he wrote. He died in November, 1859. If he were not a great writer, he is a delightful writer; we think of him with Addison and Goldsmith, without the occasional little petulancies of the author of “The Vicar of Wakefield”. When he began his work America had no literature, when he died her chief poets and historians had given full assurance of their powers.
