Sunday, August 12, 2012

Book review

PUDD'NHEAD WILSON by Mark Twain (Literary Classics of the United States, NY: 1982)

By Rev. Dr. Larry Delano Coleman

08/12/12

In this delighful novel involving miscegenation, forensic science, murder, twins, and antebellum intrigue on the banks of the Mississippi River, in Missouri, Mark Twain has written a masterpiece.

In a scenario redolent of Twain's more widely celebrated tale, THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER, a 1/32 Negro infant is switched with his white half-brother, by its slave mother and joint nursemaid, “Roxy,”to prevent its sale “down the river,” the dreaded bane of all slaves and their mothers. The white infant's mother was dead and its father was too busy to know the difference or to tell them apart.

The Negro infant grows up thinking he's white and assumes all the hereditaments and characteristics of a slave master. The white infant grows up thinking he's a colored slave and observes the diffidence, and obsequies, of a slave, even absorbing the accents and inflections, along with the cuffs, kicks, scorn.

Twain is at his storytelling best in this novel! He employs the complete catalogue of trope and figures of speech, to show that white “race superiority” is at best farcical, at worst a lie! He does this while perfectly mimicking the vernacular of that era which makes copious use of the epithet, “nigger.”

Roxy becomes Twain's “Lady MacBeth,” of Shakespeare fame. She manipulates and leverages her knowledge of who's who and what's what with artfulness, grace and craft to her advantage while keeping her irresolute, gambling, thieving and self-absorbed Negro son who thinks he's white in check!

In the end, through, it is the lawyer-without-a-client, Pudd'nhead Wilson, whose “compulsory leisure” involves such curious habits as fingerprinting and meticulously cataloguing into forensic collections. Such enable him to dramatically solve a baffling murder mystery of the town's leading citizen.

This murdered judge is the chivalric, Virginia-borne, testator, uncle, benefactor of —the presumptive Negro “master” who thought he was “white.” Pudd'nhead –a disdainful nickname bestowed upon him by Dawson Landing's provincially inane whites—solves the crime with his fingerprints, a new-fangled notion, the DNA of that era. He adduces the evidence in a remarkable court room scene which wins him praise of and accolades from the formerly vapid villagers, whom he educates and astounds!

Move over Atticus Finch of To Kill A Mockingbird! Pudd'nhead Wilson's got you beat!

I derived great enjoyment from this short, 141-page classic. So will you!

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