This is a muckraking novel about land grabs and corrupt
politics in the West. Our hero is a dedicated employee of the Forest Service,
trying to thwart the schemes of a U.S. Senator who is snapping up coal and
timber from public lands. This jam-packed novel is also a steamy love story, with a desert
adventure, a courtroom drama, and sequences of rapturous nature
writing.
Plot. Though he
doesn’t know it when we meet him, Dick Wayland is poised on the threshold of
taking on the wily Senator Moyese, the novel’s unapologetic robber baron.
Wayland knows that fighting him is a lost cause. The man holds all the
trump cards. For one thing, he owns one of the local newspapers and has a PR
man, Bat Brydges, who manages what’s printed in the other two. The Senator even
has the local sheriff in his pocket.
The law and the slow judicial system work in his favor.
Federal legislation covering public lands and national forests is so loosely
regulated that coal and timber are basically there for the taking. Moyese
acquires land by putting newly arrived immigrants and each member of their
families on 160-acre “homesteads,” which he then buys cheap when the time to
improve them runs out. Court challenges testing the legality of this business
drag on unresolved and without end. Meanwhile, his mills and mines operate
nonstop.
Sheep herd, Idaho |
Also in the cattle business, the Senator is in a running
battle with local sheep men who have grazed their herds unmolested until now.
Several of Moyese’s cattle-rustling thugs defy Wayland’s grant of grazing
rights to one sheep man, Macdonald, by running his herd over a cliff. Their
callous disregard for a herder, the young son of a local missionary, results in
the boy’s death.
This is the tipping point for Wayland, who gives chase to
the men. In the company of an old frontiersman, Matthews, he heads into the
mountains, through the springtime remnants of winter snows, narrowly escaping a
massive avalanche. The pursuit takes them into desert wastes that leave them
near death for lack of water. They manage to survive, though they never catch
up with the thugs, who succumb one by one to accident and exposure.
Character. A Yaley
who is now a humble federal employee, Wayland is an earnest laborer in Uncle
Sam’s vineyards. He aspires to standards of conduct that would place him among
hard-line conservationists today. Not a tree-hugger with romantic notions about
preserving the wilderness, he is more concerned with theft of publicly owned
natural resources.
Holy Cross Mountain, Colorado, 1873 |
Encouraged to think of himself as a warrior in the defense
of the public interest, he comes to accept that he can only make minor
skirmishes in the battle of Right against Might. He can’t win, but he will
sacrifice his own life in the fight if he has to. As the story takes place in
the foothills and valleys below Holy Cross Mountain, we’re invited to regard
his efforts as Christ-like.
Jack Matthews, his older companion on the trail and mentor,
is a man no better than he needed to be until he turned 40. He then mended his
ways and became an itinerant parson. Disdainful of book learning and the
“sissie,” “bread-and-butter goodness” of average churchgoers, he says he’s a
“fighting” Christian. He knows “the trick o’ puttin’ Christianity into th’ end
o’ m’ fist. ”
Forest Service timber sale, 1919 |
Villainy. Few early
western novels draw their villainous characters so fully as the smoothly greedy
Senator Moyese. He knows every argument and counter argument of the Waylands of
the world who would stop him from amassing a personal fortune by monetizing the
wilderness. Tell him the lands belong to the public, and he’ll say he is
the public, and any man is welcome to follow his example.
Tell him he has no right to what he is stealing, and he’ll
say he’s free to do whatever the law permits. So try and stop him. Appeal to a
sense of decency and social responsibility, and he’ll say the words have no
meaning. Only a fool puts any stock in them. It’s every man for himself and the
devil take anybody who doesn’t agree.
For the Senator, “freedom meant freedom to make and take and
break independent of the other fellow’s rights.” Smugly sure of himself, he
simply denies that others have rights. His one passion is “getting,” and so
much the worse for people, things, or laws that come in the way.
From Pioneers of the Pacific Coast, 1915 |
Romance. Laut does
not portray young love with polite reserve. Early on in the novel, having spent
no more than an hour alone together, he and Eleanor Macdonald seal their mutual
attraction with a hotly passionate kiss.
As he pursues the killer cowboys into the desert, he has fevered
visions of her that steel him with fierce resolve. Going into battle against
the forces of greed and malice, he is a warrior inspired by her faith in him.
“Did a woman ever realize what her love
meant to a man,” he wonders.
Back from the desert, Wayland puzzles Eleanor by not rushing
into her arms and thence to the altar. Yes, he loves and admires her, but
marriage isn’t an option. Without his own money, he says, he can offer her no
security. “You will do as security,” she insists, applying some gentle
arm-twisting, and before long they are on their honeymoon, tenting in the
woods.
Agnes Christina Laut |
Wrapping up. Agnes
Christina Laut (1871-1936) was born in Ontario, Canada, and grew up in
Manitoba. After a schooling in Winnipeg, she was for a time a writer with the Manitoba
Free Press. She emigrated to the U.S. at the turn of the century and
was a successful magazine writer and novelist.
Her first fictional works were well-researched historical
novels set in Canada, which were immediately popular. Traveling widely, she
also wrote of the American Southwest in Through Our Unknown Southwest (1913).
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Further reading:
Sources:
W. H. New, Encyclopedia of Literature in Canada, 2002
Image credits:
Wikimedia Commons
Illustration from Agnes Laut’s Pioneers
of the Pacific Coast by C. W. Jefferys
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Gotta look out for crusading writers named Agnes of this vintage, such as Agnes Smedley...she didn't get to be so old, I see, even given the time and place...
ReplyDeleteCrusader. Good word for this.
DeleteSorry I didn't get this up until late in the day. When I left after posting them, you still had the previous one up and since it was published only last year, I figured you didn't intend it as a forgotten book.
ReplyDeleteI'm embarrassed to say that until reading your post I had no idea that Agnes Laut had set any of her novels in the United States. She's a much overlooked writer in Canada - as evidenced by the brevity of her Oxford Companion to Canadian Literature and Encyclopedia of Literature in Canada entries. I see that The Canadian Encyclopedia has no entry at all! A contributor, I intend to fix this oversight.
ReplyDeleteI don't know that I've ever come across any of her novels; the richness you've described has convinced me that I'll have to focus my efforts.
Thanks for this.
If anything, there's too much in this novel, and it's overwritten in parts, but Laut is definitely not one to get lost in the shuffle.
DeleteSounds like this story was based on events in the White Mountains of Arizona in the late 1880's where a forest ranger was never heard from again after a run-in with a grazing rights group.
ReplyDeleteIn her introduction and at various points in the novel, Laut mentions numerous occasions of dark deeds in the West like the one you cite, Oscar.
DeleteBrian -- several of Laut's Canadian works are available on archive.org.
ReplyDeleteRon, thank you for posting another "forgotten" Western. I've read half a dozen Western short stories from the between the Wars where the hero was a forest service ranger, but not novels.
This was a first for me, too, Shay. But the material is so rich with potential, I'd be surprised if there were no other examples from this period.
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