Originally
published in 1928, two years before his death at 73 - in the
week that also robbed us of DH Lawrence – 'November Night Tales'
was Mercer's only collection, and penultimate book. Better known in
life for non-fiction on his broad specialities of architecture,
paleontology and engineering, it soon becomes clear that – unlike
so many of his contemporaries - he never allows his first-hand
knowledge to stifle style or the sense of adventure. There is a light
touch and tight literary discipline in his approach, unencumbered by
the usual showy research of the history scholar, while his
descriptive sense is sensual but controlled. (His graduating in
Liberal Arts also means he consciously avoids the usual contemporary
prejudices).
'Castle
Valley' – a forgotten prophecy unfurls as an artist, Pryor,
unwittingly paints a castle once planned by an ancestor but never
completed. When a polished mineral stone is found on the actual
site, dating back to the crystal-gazers of folklore, a train of
precognitive events appear triggered. 'The North Ferry Bridge' – a
discredited doctor, his rival, his experiment, his kidnapping and a
secret foundary of ravenous rats are behind this most Buchan-esque of
mysteries. 'The Blackbirds' – an engraving, a lost artist and his
fate at the hands of Indian fire-worshippers play-out this very
Blackwood-ian tale. 'The Wolf Book' – an occult tapestry, kept in a
tin can, and lusted after by lycanthropic peasants in the
Carpathians, is just one of a lost series of much sought-after 'wolf
books,' also wanted by more modern seekers.
'The
Dolls’ Castle' – the dramatist, Charles Carrington's second
appearance, after 'The Blackbirds,' in a satisfying and creepily
restrained haunted house tale. “There, propped close together
against the dingy plaster, an unaccountable array of diminutive
figures,—dolls, in various dresses and of many sizes and kinds,
startling, repulsive,— seemed to gaze at them from the shadows. The
slanting rays of evening, through several breaks in the dimmed glass,
here and there brightening the display, showed the havoc of moth and
damp upon the tattered costumes, mouldy hair, and glassy-eyed faces
rotted into paintless knobs.” They also dance --- unaided and
unseen --- all according to rumour, of course. Mercer appears to have
once considered Carrington and Pryor as more regular characters,
since the former features in both 'Castle Valley' and 'The Dolls'
Castle,' with the latter also in 'Castle Valley' and here.
'The
Sunken City' – the re-emergence of a subterranean city of Homeric
legend recurs in this collection's superior tale of cloak n' dagger
intrigue. 'The Well of Monte Corbo' – for the fifth time in this
collection, the true provenance of a castle and its harboured,
mythologised secret is the source of a search between two former art
students of parallel sketches by Titian and Durer. This is an
additional tale – and up-to-standard – apparently found amongst
the author's papers after his death.
While
each tale – featuring either a castle, monastery or secretive
outbuilding - can therefore be classed as Gothic, they are all
written in the, then, modern idiom. For those with a taste for the
retro adventure, had Mark Valentine's or John Howard's names been on
the cover, few would have questioned the attribution. This gives them
a timeless quality that, conversely, evokes many genre-influenced
authors today.
If not
strictly uncanny, each mystery is layered with intimations of
precognition and 'coincidence,' suggesting the iconoclast Mercer
himself may well have been a believer. Such authenticity of voice
makes each entry a superb example of the genre and a satisfying read
for the season. The title is newly-re-released, both in paperback
from Valancourt and hardback from Swan River; perhaps a more fortuitous circumstance for the collector-reader than the respective
publishers.
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