1987
Awards:
Locus
Nominations: Hugo
Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ –
Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ –
Seventh
Son is
the first novel in Orson Scott Card’s multi-volume “Tales of Alvin Maker”
series, which is set in the early 1800s in an alternate America. Card’s version
of America has the same landscape and contains many of the same celebrities as ours,
but history has taken a slightly different course, so geographical boundaries and
the roles of pivotal figures are often very different.
And
in Card’s fictional America, folk legends and traditional magic are real. Some
people (primarily churchmen) deride it as superstition or even heresy, but it
works nonetheless.
The
series’ central character is Alvin Miller, Jr., the thirteenth child of a white
farm family. They have settled in Wobbish Territory (what we would call “Wabash,”
in central Indiana). Alvin’s birth status as the seventh son of a seventh son
means that he has been born with powers of tremendous import—the ability to fix
things, to create, to heal. But it also means that there are people who are suspicious
and afraid of him, and that there are natural forces in the world that don’t seem
to want him to survive. He’s always having to avoid suddenly falling roof beams,
flooding rivers, and giant runaway millstones.
When
I read the synopsis of Seventh Son on
the back cover of my library’s paperback edition, and I learned that it covered
the first ten years of Alvin’s life, I thought for sure it was going to be a
hokey, over-sweet children’s story about magic. But it actually is, as
advertised, a serious and sometimes grim tale about a boy having to carve his
own path in life against tough odds, while also trying to remain sensitive and caring
of others.
The
book sucks you in right away by starting with the story of Alvin’s birth. Alvin’s
mother (nine months pregnant with him), father, and all twelve brothers and
sisters are in a wagon train making their way westward across the Hio
territory. They make it about halfway across the Hatrack River when a sudden
raging flood swamps them all. The local townspeople come to rescue them, but
not before one brother is swept away downstream and Alvin’s mother goes into
labor.
A
few months after Alvin is born, his family migrates from Hatrack to the northwestern
side of Wobbish Territory where they found the town of Vigor Church (named for
the brother who died in the river). This is where Alvin spends his first ten
years, growing up and navigating forces both human and supernatural. Some of
his influences are positive, like the traveler Taleswapper, the first person
who really understands Alvin and recognizes his potential, and who becomes a mentor
to him. And some are negative, like the local Presbyterian preacher, Reverend
Thrower, who thinks Alvin is the devil’s spawn.
Orson
Scott Card is an active Mormon, which makes me think that the treatment of
religion would be particularly important to him in his writing. But I’m not
sure what to make of the messages Card is sending about religion in this book.
On
the one hand, Alvin and many of the other people in his world are definitely in
touch with something supernatural—some
kind of force that lets them do things such as calm people down, protect loved
ones from harm, or see into the future. They call it having a “knack.” And it
is a fact that Alvin can do magical things, and has a great reserve of natural
powers to draw on, and that he is in danger from other powers that mean him
harm.
But
at the same time, the practitioners of established
religions are some of the least sympathetic characters in the book. Reverend
Thrower is twenty-four years old and supremely arrogant; he sees it as his
mission to convert everyone in the territory to his church, even though he really
considers them all loathsome “Red Men” and “English scum”. He is full of
judgment, intolerance, and hate.
Reverend
Thrower is frustrated by Alvin, because Alvin constantly questions anything
that doesn’t make sense to him, including most of what the Reverend preaches. What
the Reverend thinks is sophisticated theological paradox (e.g. “God on His
Topless Throne”), Alvin thinks is silly or funny—and you agree with Alvin.
Alvin’s
sister Eleanor, who is an avid believer in folk magic, marries Armor-of-God
Weaver, a devout churchman. Armor-of-God prohibits Eleanor from practicing what
he thinks are her silly superstitions, but she continues to do it in secret,
under his nose, and has better luck protecting her family from harm than he
does with all his virtuous posturing.
Joseph
Smith, the founder of Mormonism, himself practiced religious folk magic when he
was younger, and drew on many of those folk beliefs (like scrying) when founding
his own religion. So it is interesting to me that there are elements in this book
that seem to evoke Mormon tradition while celebrating folk religion at the same
time. Taleswapper, for example, carries a notebook in which he writes down new proverbs
that occur to him; they come to his mind in the form of letters of flame, showing
him what should be written on the page. Joseph Smith exhibited a similar
mysticism when he transcribed his Book of
Mormon based on visions he saw while looking at seeing stones in the bottom
of a hat, and he set a precedent for other elders to add to the canon when they
saw holy visions as well.
Anyway,
specific religious meaning aside, Orson Scott Card has a real talent for this
kind of story. Like Card’s other boy hero, Ender Wiggin, Alvin Miller is a
precocious child with overwhelming potential. Like Ender, Alvin is beset by
ferocious enemies and bullies. And, like Ender, because of his abilities, Alvin
has to grow up too quickly, largely on his own, learning from his own mistakes,
first to find his own path to survival and then later to try to bring meaning
to his life.
What is especially appealing about Alvin is that his powers validate life and
creativity. Alvin is a maker: a person who is naturally able to put things
together strongly and beautifully. He can do this on a big scale by healing gaping
wounds or by building furniture and machinery, and he can do this on a small
scale by making tiny woven grass “bug baskets” for fun. But no matter the scale, every time he makes something, he pushes back the great
destructive forces of the universe, even a little bit. Every effort is important
and worthwhile, no matter how small and pointless it seems.
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