Fiction ~ short story
Published in Hutchinson's Magazine, July 1924
Collected in Spook Stories (1928)
5,590 words
(First read 08/08/2012)
Reconciliation is EFB's hommage to his favourite novel, Emily Brontë's Wuthering Heights. Luckily for us he doesn't set it in the wastes of Northern England¹ but in an unspecified location in the South, possibly Hampshire or Dorset, though it could equally well be Cornwall or Kent.
Hugh Verrall's family have owned Garth Place since the time of Queen Anne², when his ancestor and namesake took it in payment of gambling debts from the previous owner, a wastrel named Francis Garth. The latter died in penury shortly thereafter and proceeded to haunt the place for some time but, at the time our story happens, the hauntings have been in abeyance for some while³. Now then, when our Unnamed Narrator comes to stay, the ghost makes a reappearance and hangs around right up until the time⁴ when, for unrelated reasons, Hugh is forced to sell the house ... and sells it to a direct descendant of the original Francis Garth. Obviously the ending is a happy one.
Verdict: Far more interesting as a take on Wuthering Heights than as a ghost story ~ U.N. (as lily-livered as ever) seems to be the only person actually afraid of the spook, which does nothing more significant than ... well, hang around a lot ~, Reconciliation is a pleasant if somewhat long-winded read. It's available online here.
¹ Unlike, for example, Corstophine (also 1924).
² Which is to say circa 1700.
³ For some mysterious reason Benson, usually the stickler for precise time periods, is very reticent on the numbers here.
⁴ Sorry, I'm making a gash of this but the time frame is a pain to describe: U.N. starts in the present, recalls his first visit to Garth Place, during which he was told the Garth/Verrall story that happened 200 years previously, then returns to the visit, and finally back to the present.
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Wednesday, 8 August 2012
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
Bagnell Terrace
Fiction ~ short story
First published in Hutchinson's Magazine, July 1925
Collected in Spook Stories (1928)
5,000 words
(First read 19/06/2012)
One of EFB's London spook stories. Unidentified Narrator lives in Bagnell Terrace, a place so tranquil that ...
I can't imagine it took Benson more than about 35 minutes to write this garbled twaddle. Hardly his finest hour.
You can read it online here.
* Renamed Hugh Abbot for this particular outing.
THE CRITICS
First published in Hutchinson's Magazine, July 1925
Collected in Spook Stories (1928)
5,000 words
(First read 19/06/2012)
One of EFB's London spook stories. Unidentified Narrator lives in Bagnell Terrace, a place so tranquil that ...
even the cats [...] have caught something of its discretion and tranquillity, for they do not hail each other with long-drawn yells of mortal agony like their cousins in less well-conducted places, but sit and have quiet little parties like the owners of the houses in which they condescend to be lodged and boarded. [this is the high point of the story]U.N. lusts after the end-terrace house, which is occupied by a mysterious recluse, a man neither young nor old but, in the words of neighbour and intimate friend Hugh Grainger*, 'timeless'. Well anyway, the long and the short is that after a purely coincidental trip to Egypt, U.N. takes ownership of the house, which, almost forgot to mention, has a 'garden room' exactly like EFB's in Rye, and the place turns out to be haunted ... or possessed ... by the previous owner ... or EFB's Egyptian cat souvenir ... or something. As usual good old Hughie comes to the rescue and exorcises the place merely by invoking God's name once or twice.
I can't imagine it took Benson more than about 35 minutes to write this garbled twaddle. Hardly his finest hour.
You can read it online here.
* Renamed Hugh Abbot for this particular outing.
THE CRITICS
In several of [Benson's spook] stories, the lust to possess a particular house forms the fulcrum of the plot (as in Bagnell Terrace) and the unassuaged anger and revengefulness of the dispossessed owner is often what creates the haunt. Reconciliation and Naboth's Vineyard are two of his most successful stories, especially the latter, which has a really blood-curdling climax.
~Joan
Aiken in foreword
to The
Collected Ghost Stories of E. F. Benson
1992
[…] Unlike the uniquely Gothic disaster of The Face, the subsequent contributions [to Spook Stories] “And No Bird Sings” (which features an estate rather than a house), Bagnell Terrace, and The Temple are jolly frontier tales in which the bourgeoisie successfully impose their suburban will on to a place which is still haunted by ancient forces.
The
thematic unity of Spook Stories partly arises from its
founding myth of
Naboth, whose name is evoked in both Bagnell Terrace and
Naboth’s Vineyard. Naboth, it should be remembered, would
not sell his vineyard to King Ahab because it was his birthright.
Ahab was persuaded to procure the land by using some rather underhand
means, only to incite a prophet’s curse and the death of his own
son. Ahab had violated the mystical connection between land and
blood, and, even though he was a king, he should have accepted his
allotted place.
Whilst Ahab was cursed for coveting the land of a lowly and
powerless neighbour, Benson was altogether happier to imagine
covetous social inferiors. If M. R. James’ ghosts penalised the
“curious,” Benson imagines the spiritual world as revolving
around the need to check human ambitions for the redistribution of
property. The Naboth myth is overturned completely in Bagnell
Terrace, in which the narrator reclaims a delightful suburban
residence from a foreigner who does not justly belong there. The
narrator nicknames the foreigner “Naboth” only because he
personally “coveted” this fellow’s house, but Naboth will sell
his house as a trap, unleashing a curse which the narrator will have
to defeat. Yet the inferior Naboth is sent packing, allowing the
virtuous king to enjoy his new vineyard.[…] Unlike the uniquely Gothic disaster of The Face, the subsequent contributions [to Spook Stories] “And No Bird Sings” (which features an estate rather than a house), Bagnell Terrace, and The Temple are jolly frontier tales in which the bourgeoisie successfully impose their suburban will on to a place which is still haunted by ancient forces.
~James
Mooney at “Tychy”, 25/07/2011. Quoted from here.
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