Perhaps the most beautiful aspect of this book is its disarming simplicity. There are no witty phrases, no complicated characters, indeed, there is scarcely any plot. Yet there is a quiet, probing depth in Willa Cather’s writing. The figure of the pioneer woman Ántonia Shimerda concentrates in itself a complex of values, an axis about which My Ántonia revolves. The novel illustrates two classical themes of American literature, reaching back into the nineteenth century for its plot and beyond its time for its artistic and moral direction.
Cather, the product of a genteel Virginia upbringing, was early in life transplanted to the frontier and forced to confront those vast blank spaces over which humans had not yet succeeded in establishing the dominion of custom and convention. She saw a few brave settlers in the wilderness, meeting the physical and moral challenges of having to act straight out of their instincts without benefit of civilized constraints; for her these people, particularly the women, are a race apart. Ántonia, with her noble simplicity, is among other things a monument to that vigorous race.
Ántonia is also an embodiment of a long tradition of fictional heroes of British and American romantic tales. At the time the novel was written, literature and criticism in the United States were undergoing a change. The direction of literature in the new century owed much to the developing sciences; Sinclair Lewis and Theodore Dreiser appeared with their sociological novels that signaled the rise of naturalism. Fictional characters began to be viewed as interpreting in their acts the flaws and beauties of laws, institutions, and social structures. My Ántonia fits an older mold, in which the effects of colonial Puritanism can be detected. That mode demanded that the hero overcome or fail to overcome the strictures and hazards of his or her situation by wit, strength, or courage. This convention draws from the very wellspring of American life, the democratic belief in the wholeness and self-sufficiency of the individual, in personal culpability, and in the absolute value of the personal conscience.
Cather makes no indictment of the society that scorns and undervalues Ántonia and the other hired girls; the social conventions are, with the land, simply the medium through which she relates the tale. It is the peculiarly American sense of starting afresh in a new land, that sense of moral isolation, that adds poignancy to the struggles of individuals. This theme of American newness and innocence, which R. B. Lewis calls “The Theme of the American Adam,” has as a natural concomitant elements of temptation and fortunate fall. The serpent in Ántonia’s story is the town of Black Hawk, where she quarrels with her benefactors and runs afoul of Larry Donovan. Seduced and abandoned, she returns to the land but, as she tells Jim Burden, her experience made it possible for her to prepare her own children how to face the world.
If the town in one sense represents Ántonia’s downfall, it is also the grey backdrop against which she shines; in the same way, the prairie is both her antagonist and the natural force of which she is the flower. Significantly, Jim first finds her actually living in the earth. Early in the novel, she begins to take on characteristics of the land: “Her neck came up strongly out of her shoulders, like the bole of a tree out of the turf.” “But,” the novel continues, “she has such splendid color in her cheeks—like those big dark red plums.” She works the land, makes gardens, and nourishes the Harling children with food and stories. Cather insists on her connection with the fertile earth, the virgin land, which is in this novel the source of physical vigor and the best resource of the soul. Jim describes his first experience of the land as a feeling of cosmic unity: Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become part of something...
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