Bronson & Louisa May Alcott

November 29: Bronson Alcott was born on this day in 1799, and Louisa May Alcott was born on this day in 1832. Given the shared birthday and a nearly shared death day (his on March 4, 1888, hers two days later), the father-daughter relationship is much explored in the biographies. A common view is that Louisa May's writing was partly an escape from, and then a practical solution to, her father's high-principled but naive projects. Some of these caused even the devoted daughter to laugh, most famously in "Transcendental Wild Oats," her account of her father's enthusiasm for Fruitlands, the short-lived experiment in communal living which he co-founded with Charles Lane. In the following excerpt, Abel Lamb (Bronson Alcott) and his family are just arriving at their "prospective Eden," accompanied by the more ferocious Timon Lion (Lane):

"There is our new abode," announced the enthusiast, smiling with a satisfaction quite undamped by the drops dripping from his hatbrim, as they turned at length into a cart-path that wound along a steep hillside into a barren looking valley.

"A little difficult of access," observed his practical wife, as she endeavored to keep her various household goods from going overboard with every lurch of the laden ark.

"Like all good things. But those who earnestly desire and patiently seek will soon find us," placidly responded the philosopher from the mud, through which he was now endeavoring to pilot the much-enduring horse.

"Truth lies at the bottom of a well, Sister Hope," said Brother Timon, pausing to detach his small comrade from a gate, whereon she was perched for a clearer gaze into futurity.

"That's the reason we so seldom get at it, I suppose," replied Mrs. Hope, making a vain clutch at the mirror, which a sudden jolt sent flying out of her hands.

"We want no false reflections here," said Timon, with a grim smile, as he crunched the fragments under foot in his onward march.

In his Prologue to Eden's Outcasts (2007), John Matteson quotes a contemporary poem which portrays Bronson not as a hapless innocent but as a mirror reflecting heroic courage:

To the great, he is great; to the fool he's a fool—

In the world's dreary desert a crystalline pool

Where a lion looks in and a lion appears,

But an ass will see only his own ass's ears.

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