worldly work; but augmented, as well, by the discovery that the Transcendentalist logic of âideaâ had solved the problem of the world no better than the Puritan premise of âgrace.â
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After 1846 Hawthorne published only a handful of new tales, and indeed âThe Old Manseâ explicitly promises that the Mosses will be the authorâs âlast collection of this nature.â Possibly Hawthorne was already meditating a second, more remunerative career, as novelist. Or perhaps he felt some more artistic sense of diminishing returns in the ironic short form he had both invented and perfected: âUnless I could do better, I have done enough in this kind.â In any case, the promise was substantially kept.
The Scarlet Letter seems once to have been intended for inclusion in a collection to be titled âOld-Time Legends; together with sketches, experimental and ideal.â But then, of course, âThe Custom-Houseâ came along to help it stand alone. Subsequently, The Snow-Image (1851) gathered up the four tales Hawthorne had produced in 1849 and 1850; but as the volume is filled out with a much larger number of earlier pieces hitherto uncollected, the whole seems more a publishing convenience than a literary, project. And the second edition of the Mosses (1854) continues this same activity of universal self-collection-largely at the urging of now eager editors, and at some prejudice to the anti-transcendental unity of that remarkable work. By that date, of course, Hawthorne was the accomplished author of his âThree American Romancesâ and, searching in England for the theme of yet another extended romantic fiction, he was proportionately less concerned about the significance of his âobscureâ years.
Of the post-1846 tales, several were solicited by friendly magazine editors. At least one, âThe Snow-Imageâ (1850), was explicitly designated a âchildishâ performance; and it may be that âThe Great Stone Faceâ (1850) was also meant to reach Hawthorneâs secondary audience of youthful readers. An extended sketch called âMain-Streetâ (1849) reveals once again the full wickedness of Hawthorneâs mature historical irony, but it reads best as a self-conscious defense of the earlier career as âmoralâ (rather than âpositivisticâ) historian of the Puritans; or else as a self-imposed review of the Puritan themes to be reactivated in The Scarlet Letter. And as it remains perfectly safe to regard âEthan Brandâ (1850) just as Hawthorne subtitled it, âA Chapter from an Abortive Romance,â so it seems fair to accept the 1846 Mosses as a sort of formal conclusion to Hawthorneâs career as writer and collector of tales and sketches. The novels were delayed, of courseâin part, at least, by the second and more famous tour of custom-house service. But when they came, they came in a bunch. And in coming to constitute a sort of âMajor Phase,â they have fully overshadowed the last, scattered attempts at short fiction.
Yet no survey of Hawthorneâs tales can afford to omit âEthan Brandâânot only because it may signal Hawthorneâs first, unsuccessful transition from tale to romance, but also, and more significantly, because it makes clear, one last time, that Hawthorneâs most romantic imaginings are never quite free of historical source and local application. One powerful reason for believing âEthan Brandâ indeed survives as but a fragment of a longer work is that it draws on and virtually exausts the wealth of particular observation Hawthorne had set down in a 50,000-word notebook of his 1838 trip to western Massachusetts: bad policy, if one brief tale were all he had originally intended. But the best reason for valuing the actual achievement of âEthan Brandâ is that in it all this âlocal colorâ is deployed in the career of an
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