Now that I have tried to do justice to my rereading of the story, which was, and is, my main purpose throughout these reflections, there should be no objection if I back up a bit and mention a few of the memories I carried with me when I entered the new world of the Old South at the university. Hazel is pregnant, and William is baffled by her changing attitude (she would not speak and her eyes glowed). The strands are all there: to the memory nothing is ever really lost (Welty, One Writers Beginnings 90). The human drama is my main concern, however, and the one day in the life of William Wallace, wild as it is, is much easier to summarize. Scottish heroes and William Wallace Jamieson of The Wide Net, surely, we might be tempted to think, the combination brings southern history into the story despite all evidence to the contrary. It begins with the story of a deaf boy whose parents have been killed or captured by the Indians and who is left abandoned in the end, completely alone: He did not know how far he had gone on the Liberty Road when the posse came riding up behind and passed him. And finally, on the last page, memory is evoked again, this time in words to be engraved in stone: Of course the greatest confluence of all is that which makes up the human memorythe individual human memory. The strongest proof of identity is the capacity to change, to slip from one role to another if necessary, to pass through the modes of being that nature and time demand, but always to remain at one with oneself. Once William and Virgil have gathered everyone together, they take the wide net and all set out walking down the Old Natchez Trace. Still, as Old Doc exclaims to William: Everybody knows Pearl River is named the Pearl River (Welty, Collected Stories 176). He had nothing to gain, and everything to lose, by defying convention, but I do not think his prestige in the white community was ever at risk. An Edna Earle is the narrator of Weltys novella, . We may take this with a grain of salt, but the fascination with Scottish heroes in the South would have made the name of William Wallace a common choice. 42Myth may help shape an identity, but memory is the single vital source of selfhood, and the key, I believe, to William Wallace and The Wide Net. Despite the help of the search party, the willingness of the community to lend a hand, William Wallace must forget the outside world before he plunges into the inner, and by so doing, he recovers Hazel, who as Old Doc knows, has been there all the time. This paper reviews the history, the goals, the organisation and the components of CSNET (the Computer Science Research Network). It is more of a distraction than a signpost, unlike, I would be the first to admit, the names of Virgil and Hazel, more fixed in their roles.2 If we must look for hidden meanings, perhaps the symbolical would be a better avenue to explore than the historical. After all, where else can I look for a better source? We may take this with a grain of salt, but the fascination with Scottish heroes in the South would have made the name of William Wallace a common choice. Everything just before it changes looks to be made of gold. Immediately William Wallace looked down, as though he thought of Hazel with the shining eyes, sitting at home and looking straight before her, like a piece of pure gold, too precious to touch (Welty, Collected Stories 176). There seemed to be a force in the family that drove it to act or speak out, with or without the common consensus. The roses needed a lot of water. Eudora Welty is a master of subjective impressionism, but there is not an escapist reflex in all her work. My own is the treasure most dearly regarded by me, in my life and in my work as a writer. After all, for William it is only October and the baby will not be born until April (fall and rebirth go hand in hand in this story). I say this because when, published a review that claimed that the stories were about as human as a fish. Eudora Welty was never much affected by reviews, good or bad, but this one raised her hackles, and she wrote to Diarmuid Russell: I saw the. In The Wide Net, William Wallace must make his own way, and history, southern or otherwise, mythical or not, does not provide him (or the reader) with any guidelines. There is Virgil of course, living up to his name (but only in the mind of the reader, we need to remember) in that he is there to guide William on his quest, to keep him on the track, as he says. In those days the post office had a small shop that sold tobacco and newspapers. This outlined the principal concepts and it defined . Myth may help shape an identity, but memory is the single vital source of selfhood, and the key, I believe, to William Wallace and The Wide Net. Despite the help of the search party, the willingness of the community to lend a hand, William Wallace must forget the outside world before he plunges into the inner, and by so doing, he recovers Hazel, who as Old Doc knows, has been there all the time. William Jamieson comes home one night from being out with friends and finds a note from his pregnant wife, who is threatening suicide by jumping off bridge He calls his friends and they go to the river searching for her, they also recruit bystanders to help out . Seeing I was struggling with my bucket and shovel, he came right over and helped show me the right way to do it. We bought ice cream at the same shop even though there were white and colored water fountains outside on opposite sides of the shop. I should make it clear it was not the quality of the scholarship in what I read that puzzled me, but my consternation in not finding anything of my own life in the popular myths contained in the books. In fact, it is not a baptism at all. Right after he got back, though, some of his old friends met him at a local tavern and asked him if it were true that he had run away from the fight. He had never been given much credit for his act, though in the recent biography of Hurston, by Valerie Boyd, written long after my visit home, he is singled out for praise (436). County judges are elected, and he never lost an election because there was never any opposition. In leaving you now, I am reminded of an old story out of Georgia. 11The strongest proof of identity is the capacity to change, to slip from one role to another if necessary, to pass through the modes of being that nature and time demand, but always to remain at one with oneself. Neither does Eudora Welty in her autobiography, and she is one of the most southern writers who ever existed. Forkner has also published three books on John James Audubon: Journals and Selected Writings in the Penguin Nature Classics series, with an introduction and editorial commentary; and two in Europe: the two-volume Journaux et Rcits (Atalante and the City of Nantes), a comprehensive collection of Audubons writings in French, newly translated, with a full biographical introduction and editorial commentary, and the John James Audubon Portfolio (Edition de la Main Fleurie) which includes an introduction, a selection of Audubons letters, and forty-eight reproductions of Audubons original watercolors printed on hand-made paper designed to replicate the paper used in the early nineteenth century. Walking down Orange Avenue he stopped in each of the three barber shops to tip his hat and say hello, and then picked up his daily cigar at the post office. Here time, also, is subject to confluence. Even the trees have bones that crack when lightning strikes. 4Rereading The Wide Net brought many of these memories back to mind, and it brought back to mind too my dismay in Chapel Hill at fitting them into a theory of myth, or even at weaving them into a common pattern of southern identity. So I grew up surrounded by southern voices. References to babies, for example, can be found everywhere, from the little man on the toy-like train, to the baby alligator, all the way to the corn shuck doll waiting by itself on the bench back in Dover. Now us got scales, Sam cried out. I located myself in these pages and could go straight to the stories and pictures I loved (Welty, One Writers Beginnings 8). In many respects he cherished the community as much as his family, but it had to be the whole community, white and black. Saying so, I freely admit my pirouetting into The Wide Net does take some special pleading. When William Wallace praises Hazels intelligence, Virgil agrees: Shes a lot smarter than her cousins in Beulah Edna Earle never did get to be what youd call a heavy thinker. in Marrs 70-71). On rereading the story I soon realized that my instincts had not failed me completely. He plays his role well, lost in his own performance, an unstoppable gramophone of platitudes, talking just to hear himself talk, but sometimes, almost despite himself, repeating nuggets of wisdom that bear directly on the quest itself: Were walking along in the changing-time. 2 Virgil of course is Dantes guide in The Divine Comedy through the Inferno and most of Purgatory. It seemed odd to me too when I began thinking about the challenge of adding anything new to a debate that as we all know began long before the South became the South. Walker Percy has written somewhere that a boy who has a Hamilton from his grandfather is a true son of the South, and I still have mine. Finding an Edna Earle in The Wide Net is like finding a magnolia tree in Mississippi, and should not force us to go back to. The thing about this part of the country in the great days is that people like Aaron Burr, J.J. Audubon, Lorenzo Dow, and goodness knows who, were as thick as blackbirds in the pie, and once the pie is opened, they are going to begin to sing (qtd. Here time, also, is subject to confluence. When we went to the movies on Saturday night, we would never hesitate to stop outside the county jail across the street from the Sunrise Theater. The absence of history serves the same purpose, I believe, as the excessive abundance of symbol and myth the reader must negotiate before setting his sights on the inner spirit William Wallace possesses to exist all by himself. If all this seems too good to be true, its only because I choose to stop. I learned my grandfather had been instrumental in having him named the first black deputy in the county. In keeping with the Scottish link, it might be reversed to be read the son of James. He saw that the bodies of the frozen birds had fallen out of the trees, and he fell down and wept for his father and mother, to whom he had not said good-bye (Welty, First Love, Collected Stories 168). The never forgetting is another gift of becoming oneself, the power of memory. See production, box office & company info. William must will himself into a new man, and as a Jamieson, he must cease being a perpetual son, and affirm his status as a father. Still, if I should apologize, I do. There is the miraculous catch of fish, and the hymns William and Virgil hear while walking back home: They were having the Sacred Harp Sing on the grounds of an old white church glimmering there at the crossroads, far below. When William arrives alone at his house, he sees something he had never seen, a rainbow at night (Welty. He was on a mission. After all, for William it is only October and the baby will not be born until April (fall and rebirth go hand in hand in this story). Edna Earle could sit and ponder all day on how the little tail of the C got through the L in a Coca-Cola sign (Welty, Collected Stories 171). Still, casting around for something to say about the way the South (from within and without) seems to have been designed, destined, or doomed, to generate a mythic vision, or visions, often in contradiction with each other, my thoughts could not help going back to The Wide Net.. Shortly after I finished graduate school and began to read more widely about the South I learned that Zora Neale Hurston had lived her last years in my home town, and was buried there. I do not mean to suggest that I find anything of myself in William Wallace, nor in his search for Hazel. They created a protocol, HyperText Transfer Protocol ( HTTP ), which standardized communication between servers and clients. I believe my shock at having to account to myself as a southerner when I arrived in my early twenties in Chapel Hill, and faced the impressive body of scholarship on southern myth then in fashion, helps explain why. Delta Wedding in 1946. She had just published a masterpiece of modern realism in which dream and the inner world are as vividly brought to life as the outside, but this is an affirmation of the living human mind, not an evasion. The pounding is musical, given that Eudora Welty is playing the instrument, but it can be felt all through the story, from the ironic chord of the first three words all the way to the final throb of the last line. Robbie is right to be frightened. Backus, locally known as Beanie. The town was neatly divided into black and white neighborhoods, but my grandfathers house had been deliberately chosen because it was right on the border between the two and my cousins and I played and talked with black children every day. And after a few minutes she took him by the hand and led him into the house, smiling as if she were smiling down on him (Welty, What is missing in my account of rereading the story is my misremembering the total absence of southern history, a conspicuous absence. They all belong together in the Mississippi chorus line, until William Wallace finally breaks away on his own. I could easily call to mind other memories that would deepen and darken the story. When he comes back the next morning, Hazel is gone, and he finds a letter from her telling him she has gone to drown herself in the river. He lets the little infant plant fall free, and from now on the search is over. I wanted to talk to him, so my mother invited him over to the house. In 1940 she had accepted the offer of Diarmuid Russell (son of the Irish poet George Russell) to be her agent. A man and a woman, unknown to each, but sharing the commonality of being from the North, meet in New Orleans and commence upon a strange tour that almost verges on the romantic, but gets only as far as one hesitant kiss. Print. William Wallace knows now that Hazel holds the secret mystery that will continue to make him more of his own man, and he is willing to follow her lead as long as it takes: He climbed to his feet too and stood beside her trying to look where she looked. His full name is William Wallace Jamieson. When he escaped he went back to his native state of Georgia and lived to a ripe old age. . PBS please bring this back. There I was shocked to learn I may have been born into a myth, despite myself. All of these stories were about life around the old family farms and houses back in Homerville, Georgia, not far from the edge of the Okefenokee Swamp. the second is . The Chamber also achieved 4-star accreditation in 2018, an honor achieved by only 204 of the 7,022 chambers in the country. It was a huge success, a romantic tome so overwritten and full of adjectives that Eudora Welty in her autobiography says her mother told her it used to be recommended to take it out with a chair when watering the roses. The group that William finally collects is a motley one, all male, but they are of a kind. At this point the mythic and symbolic allusions begin to overwhelm, but I believe, as you know by now, that their very proliferation throws into high relief the singular nature of one mans all too human crisis. But the history of the South itself came to me mainly through the stories I heard in my family. The pounding is musical, given that Eudora Welty is playing the instrument, but it can be felt all through the story, from the ironic chord of the first three words all the way to the final throb of the last line. Phone orders: 1-800-964-5778 Request product #201055. They stamped the ground and pawed each other, more like horses than men. The web value rate of bigpicture.net is 49,209 USD. It was the county seat, so there were a few imposing public buildings. 40I have tried to explain, to myself more than to anyone else, that the multiplication of myth and legend in The Wide Net is there, in all its rich jumbling, to nudge the reader elsewhere. In leaving you now, I am reminded of an old story out of Georgia. William goes to get his friend, Virgil, with whom he'd spent the night carousing, and the pair of them round up some neighborhood men to drag the river. A modern alternative to SparkNotes and CliffsNotes, SuperSummary offers high-quality study guides that feature detailed chapter summaries and analysis of major themes, characters, quotes, and essay topics. originally published: New York : Harcourt Brace and Company 1943 We offered this copy of the first edition in our Catalog 119. reference info. Summary. For much of the story at least, William Wallace and the other characters are closer to the simple stock figures of song and legend than they are to men and women in the real world. William goes to get his friend, Virgil, with whom he'd spent the night carousing, and the pair of them round up some neighborhood men to drag the river. It was written forty years after The Wide Net but I was gratified to find her speak of myth and memory in a way that confirmed what I thought I had found in the story. eNotes Editorial. The Rebellion failed, and Bonnie Prince Charles escaped to become another legend of Scottish resistance. At least the small boys have names that set them apart. 39These were some of the memories humming in my head when I began reading the books about Southern myth in Chapel Hill. I had no memory that Welty had tried to dramatize or imply a single overreaching southern identity, cultural, historical, or otherwise. Get this from a library! Subscribe. He did not smoke the cigar, he chewed it, and as a boy it was best to stay on his windward side. At the beginning of the story William Wallace catches a small rabbit and acts as if he wanted to take it off to himself and hold it up and talk to it (Welty, Collected Stories 172). cite this page as follows: "the wide net - summary"enotes publishinged. After all, there were some brilliant minds at work on the subject, minds who could spot a stereotype or a caricature a hundred miles away, and there was much to learn. 15The story ends with Hazel calling his name from the bedroom. The Wide Net. As Welty adds in her autobiography, there were Edna Earles all over the South. I did recall that it had fascinated (and puzzled) me by mixing together a multitude of myths and legends, reaching far and wide in time and in place, including the local and the regional. The grown-up Doyles and Malones are fixed in their undefined identities forever. He has proven his love to her by spending the whole day looking for her, and he has also bonded with his friends and other other men during the process. Carrying his great string of fish, he enters at the head of the party into Dover which now looked somehow like new after the rain (Welty, Collected Stories 184). . There is certainly no question that Williams dive to the bottom of the river brings him up a new man. Us is the fishes (Welty. in Marrs 67-68). Recollections contains a fifty-page biographical essay by Forkner. Apparently, there was one male survivor of the Battle of the Alamo in 1836. For much of the story at least, William Wallace and the other characters are closer to the simple stock figures of song and legend than they are to men and women in the real world. Harmondsworth: Penguin Classics, 1990. Beginning as a folktale of the barely possible innocence of a perennial boy with a cow-lick, at a loss and turning in circles, the story right in the middle changes skin, and the boy and the narrative miraculously transform themselves into a one-of-a-kind human triumph. If we must look for hidden meanings, perhaps the symbolical would be a better avenue to explore than the historical. They were even stronger reasons to question the myths of the South I later encountered. The name of Edna Earle comes from the heroine of the most popular novel in the South after the Civil War, by Augusta Jane Evans. Later on I was given an army jeep salvaged from the war. Later on I was told that the killers were black men, and that members of our family had made sure they were given a fair trial. And I found a note to myself slipped in the pages of my old single volume edition of the collection relating Eudora Weltys initial concept of writing a fictional history of the Old Natchez Trace. She is one of Hazels cousins. 6It would not be amiss at this point to give a brief account of what happens in The Wide Net. It might help set the stage for those of you who have never read it, or who, like me before I took it up again, may have to struggle to remember the details of an earlier reading. As a matter of fact, he was a pillar of the community. It seemed odd to me too when I began thinking about the challenge of adding anything new to a debate that as we all know began long before the South became the South. Please refer to the appropriate style manual or other sources if you have any questions. , and of the river Lethe which the original Virgil tells us must be imbibed by dead souls in order for them to be reborn. William Wallace is beset on all sides by distractions, advice, omens, signs of all sorts. In one of her early letters to him she wrote about her desire to write a Mississippi book: She also asks Russell: Do you think I dare to have honest-to-God people walking around in the stories? Robbie worries about lightning. I wanted to talk to him, so my mother invited him over to the house. Eudora Welty could use myth otherwise, as she does in such works as her masterpiece The Golden Apples. [] Old Jack Frost will be pinching things up. He walked on. The story works on several levels and gives the viewer no clue as to whether it should be taken seriously at all. His edition of Alexander Stephens prison diary, Recollections of Alexander H. Stephens, was published by L.S.U. Myths and legends and symbols are filled with wisdom, but it is the human spirit which has done the filling, and not the other way around. and Ph.D. from the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill. It was told by Alexander Stephens, the vice-president of the Confederacy. During the wars of Scottish independence in the thirteenth century, William Wallace was the great leader and hero, whom popular tradition in the mists of time has now elevated to mythical proportions. In many respects he cherished the community as much as his family, but it had to be the whole community, white and black. The narration continues to speculate how (who knew?) He towered over the others, who were all big and tough. But during its moment, all that is remembered joins, and livesthe old and the young, the past and the present, the living and the dead (Welty, One Writers Beginnings 104). . Already a member? Seeing I was struggling with my bucket and shovel, he came right over and helped show me the right way to do it. It was, however, filled with southerners. This is the truth that William Wallace discovers by himself, and somehow memory, lost and found, is crucial to the discovery. At least the small boys have names that set them apart. Then he announced Boys, look right here, the Judge is his granddaddy. In my town there were cattle ranches and orange groves to the west, and a small fleet of shrimping boats chugging back and forth on the Indian River to and from the Atlantic. It was a huge success, a romantic tome so overwritten and full of adjectives that Eudora Welty in her autobiography says her mother told her it used to be recommended to take it out with a chair when watering the roses. But the town itself was lively and busy and relatively sheltered from the poverty and misery that remained a plague throughout the greater South even in the 1950s. The scenery the pace and the dialog are like a soothing low speed raft trip. When William dives into the river, and emerges transformed, the myth-minded reader may then think once more of the. This article was most recently revised and updated by, https://www.britannica.com/topic/The-Wide-Net-and-Other-Stories. 25I began this paper with a confession. It would not be amiss at this point to give a brief account of what happens in The Wide Net. It might help set the stage for those of you who have never read it, or who, like me before I took it up again, may have to struggle to remember the details of an earlier reading. This blend of domestic realism with mythology and ancient fertility tales is characteristic of the entire collection, in which ordinary people are somehow connected to the myths of other cultures. 16What is missing in my account of rereading the story is my misremembering the total absence of southern history, a conspicuous absence. Ed. But there were no old plantations or slave quarters, and no signs to mark the battles of the Civil War since there had been no battles. Each visitor makes around 4.39 page views on average. If all this seems too good to be true, its only because I choose to stop. Backus, locally known as Beanie. Both his grandfather and his father were struck by lightning. But I learned too that the family prided itself on having been against slavery, and on having never owned a slave. These were some of the memories humming in my head when I began reading the books about Southern myth in Chapel Hill. I think my grandfathers reputation helped me too in an experience that will stay with me as long as I live. Since in the South, as I had finally learned in Chapel Hill, history tends to breed myth as a kind of natural law, I needed at least to consider the question. In The Wide Net there are too many myths to make a whole. He was a black deputy who had saved Hurstons letters and manuscripts from a fire after her death. But these Georgia tales were of the kind that Eudora Welty describes as old and complete in Asphodel, one of the short stories in. publication in traditional print. It did not cost much to have a horse and a small motor boat. But I digress, drifting with the memory. Both his grandfather and his father were struck by lightning. During the wars of Scottish independence in the thirteenth century, William Wallace was the great leader and hero, whom popular tradition in the mists of time has now elevated to mythical proportions. He told me that my grandfather had told him he had left Georgia to come to Florida because he hated the way blacks were treated. Soon, a storm comes, and the lightning strikes trees around the group as they watchit is rather exhilarating. 2. 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