Letters from an American Farmer

Steve Harris, Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team.
Hazlitt wrote that of the three notable writers whom the eighteenth century had produced, in the North American colonies, one was the author (whoever he was) of the American Farmer's Letters. Crevecoeur was that unknown author; and Hazlitt said further of him that he rendered, in his own vividly characteristic manner, not only the objects, but the feelings, of a new country. Great is the essayist's relish for passages descriptive of a battle between two snakes, of the dazzling, almost invisible flutter of the humming- bird's wing, of the manners of the Nantucket people, their frank simplicity, and festive rejoicings after the perils and hardships of the whale-fishing. The power to sympathise with nature, without thinking of ourselves or others, if it is not a definition of genius, comes very near to it, writes Hazlitt of our author. And his references to Crevecoeur are closed with the remark: We have said enough of this ILLUSTRIOUS OBSCURE; for it is the rule of criticism to praise none but the over-praised, and to offer fresh incense to the idol of the day.
Except by naturalisation, the author of Letters from an American Farmer was not an American; and he was no ordinary farmer. Yet why quarrel with him for the naming of his book, or for his signing it J. Hector Saint-John, when the Hector of his title-pages and American biographers was only a prenom de faintaisie? We owe some concessions to the author of so charming a book, to the eighteenth- century Thoreau. His life is certainly more interesting than the real Thoreau's—and would be, even if it did not present many contradictions. Our records of that life are in the highest degree inexact; he himself is wanting in accuracy as to the date of more than one event. The records, however, agree that Crevecoeur belonged to the petite noblesse of Normandy. The date of his birth was January 31, 1735, the place was Caen, and his full name (his great- grandson and biographer vouches for it) was Michel-Guillaume-Jean de Crevecoeur. The boy was well enough brought up, but without more than the attention that his birth gave him the right to expect; he divided the years of his boyhood between Caen, where his father's town-house stood, and the College du Mont, where the Jesuits gave him his education. A letter dated 1785 and addressed to his children tells us all that we know of his school-days; though it is said, too, that he distinguished himself in mathematics. If you only knew, the reminiscent father of a family exclaims in this letter, in what shabby lodging, in what a dark and chilly closet, I was mewed up at your age; with what severity I was treated; how I was fed and dressed! Already his powers of observation, that were so to distinguish him, were quickened by his old-world milieu.