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 SIMMS 
 
 149 
 
I/ithe and long as the serpent train, 
 
 Springing and clinging from tree to tree, 
 Now darting upward, now down again, 
 
 With a twist and a twirl that are strange to see ; 
 Never took serpent a deadlier hold. 
 
 Never the cougar a wilder spring, 
 Strangling the oak with the boa's fold, 
 
 Spanning the beech with the condor's wing. 
 
 Yet no foe that we fear to seek, — 
 
 The boy leaps wild to thy rude embrace ; 
 Thy bulging arms bear as soft a cheek 
 
 As ever on lover's breast found place ; 
 On thy waving train is a playful hold 
 
 Thou slialt never to lighter grasp persuade ; 
 While a maiden sits in thy drooping fold, 
 
 And swings and sings in the noonday shade ! 
 
 — The Grape- Vine Swing, 
 
 150 
 
FOREWORD 
 
 This sketcli, from the pen of Mr. Bry- 
 ant, was done **by request." Very pos- 
 sibly it was written and disposed of at a 
 single sitting. It is straightforward, ex- 
 plicit, and to the point, like one of his 
 Evening Post editorials. It is manly in 
 sentiment, grammatically expressed, con- 
 tains no dangerous logic, and can safely 
 be recommended for the Young Person. 
 
 Bryant was born in 1794, and at the 
 time of this writing was fifty-eight years 
 old. Simms was twelve years his junior, 
 but his name was among the very first of 
 the writers of his time ; while Bryant was 
 known only as an editor who had written 
 some good verse and some not so good. 
 In fact Bryant was a disappointment to 
 his friends (as most gifted men are), for 
 in Thanatopsis he set a pace that he 
 never afterward equalled. And it was 
 Greeley who said that he never ceased to 
 regret the fact that Bryant did not die at 
 twenty, for then the world could have 
 
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jfoceworD 
 
 marvelled at the things he left unwrit 
 and shown the Thanatopsis as a sample 
 of the tomes that might have been. 
 
 But we of to-day are thankful for the 
 example of that well-rounded life with 
 its beautiful old age, frosty but kindly ; 
 and I never take down a volume of the 
 Library of Poetry and Song without say- 
 ing grace. 
 
 We may search in vain in America for 
 a school-boy of twelve who does not know 
 Bryant, but when I asked a gentlemanly 
 and intelligent attendant at the Boston 
 Public Library to fetch me any volume 
 of prose by Simms, he brought me Sims 
 on Gynecology, I gazed at the book with 
 lack-lustre eye, and shot just one re- 
 proachful glance at the attendant. And 
 it was then that that charming little old 
 gentleman in the dusty grey suit came 
 to me and divining my wants (as he al- 
 ways does), told me that no one to speak 
 of reads Simms now. Then he led me 
 back through a labyrinth of cases, and 
 amid a maze of shelves showed me rows 
 on rows of books labelled Simms that no 
 one ever calls for. "And I remember 
 the time when he was as popular as Mr. 
 Howells is to-day ! " said the old gentle- 
 man. 
 
 152 
 
jForcworD 
 
 As Nature works incessantly to cover 
 the leaves of last year, so does Fate seek 
 to hide the fame that yesterday loomed 
 large. And although Mr. John Burroughs 
 says, " Serene I fold my hands and wait," 
 yet for the moment let us lay aside sen- 
 timent and admit that Chance plays a 
 most important part in keeping alive the 
 names of greatness gone. We live in a 
 costermonger time, when virtue is not 
 its own reward, when innocence is not 
 a sufficient shield, and when merit, un- 
 puffed, is soon forgot. It is not moth 
 and rust, nor the incomparable excel- 
 lence of the contemporaneous, that causes 
 the old to be brushed into the dust-bin, 
 but it is the poppy fumes of forgetful- 
 ness. 
 
 But in the interests of Truth let us ad- 
 mit that what we call the God of Chance 
 is only another name for Law not Under- 
 stood. It is so easy to dispose of the 
 matter by the canting phrase i' the nose, 
 "Merit is sure to win," but before it is 
 fact it must be amended thus : " Merit is 
 sure to win if well advertised." Good 
 books, like good thread, good soap, good 
 horse-shoe nails, and good baking pow- 
 der, must be properly presented. Truth 
 can stand alone, but no book is truth ; 
 153 
 
jforeworD 
 
 it is only an endeavor to express truth, 
 and will die the death if not advertised 
 by its enemies or its loving friends. 
 
 Six men in New England have made a 
 lasting-place for themselves in American 
 Letters. Their work was good, but this 
 alone (with a single exception) would not 
 have floated it. It was necessary that 
 they should stand by each other, and 
 they did. There was an unwritten agree- 
 m.ent that Boston and Cambridge should 
 protect their own. This was done through 
 the cult of a great University, through 
 the Lyceum, and through the magazines 
 controlled by publishers that were party 
 to the alliance. An occasional growl in 
 the way of a Fable for Critics^ only ad- 
 vertised all hands. And now from time 
 to time elegant reprints of the Vv^orks of 
 these six men are gotten out by New 
 York and Boston publishers, and maga- 
 zines, societies, clubs, and descendants 
 keep the work fresh before the people. 
 
 The books of J. G. Holland, Margaret 
 Fuller, Geo. S. Hillard, Chas. F. Briggs, 
 Henry T. Tuckerman, and others have 
 sunk by their own weight, while the 
 graceful and superficial writings of Willis 
 may be said to have drifted into oblivion 
 because of their lack of weight. The 
 154 
 
work was good, but not good enough, 
 yet six of the old guard live, and I am 
 glad that this is so. And all the point I 
 would now make is that when Mr. Simms 
 moved from Massachusetts to South 
 Carolina he courted Oblivion and — won 
 her. 
 
 But genius is constantly being "dis- 
 covered." See what Fitzgerald did for 
 Omar Khayyam, whose Rubaiyat is now 
 published in America by seventeen firms ; 
 behold how Boyesen discovered Ibsen 
 and Howells sweeping the horizon with 
 his telescope on the lookout for a genius, 
 spied Tolstoy and cried *' There she 
 blows!" remember how Thoreau intro- 
 duced Ruskin to America and Emerson 
 brought out Carlyle. And so I await 
 the advent of some Columbus on the Sea 
 of Letters who shall give us back that 
 lost Atalantis, William Gilmore Simms, 
 who Mr. Bryant says wrote fifty volumes 
 — poems, plays, novels, histories, and 
 biographies. Some of these fifty books 
 may be crude and gushing, but others 
 there be that show a splendid insight 
 into truth, a delicate sensibility, a broad 
 and generous sympathy, and withal the 
 great and tender heart of a noble man. 
 
 E. H. 
 155 
 
SIMMS. 
 
 BY WII^WAM CUI^IvEN BRYANT.* 
 
 THE country residence of William 
 Gilmore Simms is on tlie planta- 
 tion of his father-in-law, Mr. 
 Roach, in Barnwell District, South Caro- 
 lina, near Midway, a railway station at 
 just half the distance between Charleston 
 and Augusta. Here he passes half the 
 year, the most agreeable half in that 
 climate, — its pleasant winter, and por- 
 tions of its spring and autumn — in a 
 thinly settled country divided into large 
 plantations, principally yielding cotton, 
 with smaller fields of maize, sweet pota- 
 
 * Written in 1853 for Putnam's Homes of Ameri- 
 can Authors. 
 
Simms 
 
 toes, pea-nuts, and other productions of 
 the region, to which sugar-cane has lately 
 been added. 
 
 Forests of oak, and of the majestic 
 long-leaved pine, surround the dwelling, 
 interspersed with broad openings, and 
 stretch far away on all sides. In the 
 edge of one of these are the habitations 
 of the negroes by whom the plantation 
 is cultivated, who are indulgently treated 
 and lead an easy life. The bridle-roads 
 through these noble forests, over the 
 hard white sand, from which rise the 
 lofty stems of the pines, are very beau- 
 tiful. Sometimes they wind by the bor- 
 ders of swamps, green in mid-winter 
 with the holly, the red bay, and other 
 trees that wear their leaves throughout 
 the year, among which the yellow jessa- 
 mine twines itself and forms dense ar- 
 bors, perfuming the air in March to a 
 great distance with the delicate odor of 
 its blossoms. In the midst of these 
 swamps rises the tall Virginia cypress, 
 with its roots in the dark water, the sum- 
 158 
 
Simms 
 
 mer haunt of the alligator, who sleeps 
 away the winter in holes made under the 
 bank. Mr. Simms, both in his poetry 
 and prose, has made large and striking 
 use of the imagery supplied by the pecu- 
 liar scenery of this region. 
 
 The house is a spacious country dwell- 
 ing, without any pretensions to archi-^ 
 tectural elegance, comfortable for the 
 climate, though built without that at- 
 tention to what a South Carolinian would 
 call the unwholesome exclusion of the 
 outer air which is thought necessary in 
 these colder latitudes. Around it are 
 scattered a number of smaller buildings 
 of brick, and a little further stand rows 
 and clumps of evergreens — the water- 
 oak, with its glistening light-colored 
 foliage, the live-oak, with darker leaves, 
 and the Carolina bird-cherry, one of the 
 most beautiful trees of the South, bloom- 
 ing before the winter is past, and mur- 
 muring with multitudes of bees. In one 
 of the lower rooms of this dwelling, in 
 the midst of a well-chosen library, many 
 159 
 
Slmms 
 
 of the books which comprise the numer- 
 ous catalogue of Mr. Simms' works were 
 written. 
 
 Mr. Simms was bom April 17, 1806, 
 in the State of South Carolina. It was 
 at first intended that he should study 
 medicine, but his inclinations having led 
 him to the law, he devoted himself to 
 the study of that profession. His liter- 
 ary habits are very uniform. His work- 
 ing hours usually commence in the 
 morning, and last till two or three in the 
 afternoon, after which he indulges in 
 out-door recreations, in reading, or so- 
 ciety. If friends or visitors break into 
 his hours of morning labor, which he 
 does not often permit, he usually re- 
 deems the lost time at night, after the 
 guests have retired. He is a late sitter, 
 and consequently a late riser. Land- 
 scape gardening is one of his favorite 
 pastimes, and the grounds adjoining his 
 residence afford agreeable evidence of 
 his good taste. 
 
 Mr. Simms is a man of athletic make. 
 160 
 
Simms 
 
 A full muscular development, and a 
 fresh complexion, give token of vigorous 
 health, which however is not without its 
 interruptions ; for although not indis- 
 posed to physical exertion, the inclina- 
 tion to mental activity in the form of 
 literary occupation, predominates with 
 him over every other taste and pursuit. 
 
 His manners, like the expression of 
 his countenance, are singularly frank and 
 ingenuous, his temper generous and sin- 
 cere, his domestic affections strong, his 
 friendships faithful and lasting, and his 
 life blameless. No man ever wore his 
 character more in the general sight of 
 men than he, or had ever less occasion to 
 do otherwise. The activity of mind of 
 which I have spoken, is as apparent in 
 his conversation as in his writings. He 
 is fond of discussion, likes to pursue an 
 argument to its final retreat, and is not 
 unwilling to complete disquisition which 
 others, in their ordinary discourse, would 
 leave in outline. He has travelled exten- 
 sively, mingling freely with all classes, 
 i6i 
 
Simms 
 
 and has accumulated an apparently ex- 
 haustless fund of anecdotes and incidents, 
 illustrative of life and manners. These 
 he relates, with great zest and inimitable 
 humor, reproducing to perfection the pe- 
 culiar dialect and tones of the various 
 characters introduced, whether sand-lap- 
 per, backwoodsman, half-breed, or negro. 
 His literary character has this peculiar- 
 ity which I may call remarkable, that 
 writing as he does with very great rapid- 
 ity, and paying little regard to the objec- 
 tions brought by others against what he 
 writes, he has gone on improving upon 
 himself. His first attempts in poetry 
 were crude and j ejune. Ashe proceeded, 
 he left them immeasurably behind, in 
 command of materials and power of exe- 
 cution, till in his beautiful poem of Ata- 
 lantiSy the finest, I think, he has written, 
 his faciilties seem to have nearly reached 
 their maturity in this department. One 
 of his pieces, entitled The Edge of the 
 Swamp, may be quoted here not only as 
 a specimen of his descriptive verse, but 
 162 
 
Simms 
 
 as an illustration of the peculiar source 
 from which his imagery is derived : 
 
 'T is a wild spot and hath a gloomy look ; 
 The bird sings never merrily in the trees, 
 And the young leaves seem blighted. A rank 
 
 growth 
 Spreads poisonously round, with power to taint 
 With blistering dews the thoughtless hand that 
 
 dares 
 To penetrate the covert. Cypresses 
 Crowd on the dank, wet earth ; and, stretched at 
 
 length. 
 The cayman — a fit dweller in such home- 
 Slumbers, half buried in the sedgy grass. 
 Beside the gfreen ooze where he shelters him, 
 A whooping crane erects his skeleton form, 
 And shrieks in flight. Two summer ducks 
 
 aroused 
 To apprehension, as they hear his cry. 
 Dash up from the lagoon, with marvellous haste, 
 Following his guidance. Meetly taught by these, 
 And startled at our rapid, near approach. 
 The steel-jawed monster, from his grassy bed. 
 Crawls slowly to his slimy, green abode. 
 Which straight receives him. You behold him 
 
 now, 
 His ridgy back uprising as he speeds, 
 In silence, to the centre of the stream. 
 Whence his head peers alone. A butterfly 
 163 
 
Slmms 
 
 That, travelling all the day, has counted climes 
 Only by flowers, to rest himself awhile, 
 I^ights on the monster's brow. The surly mute 
 Straightway goes down, so suddenly, that he, 
 The dandy of the summer flowers and woods. 
 Dips his light wings, and spoils his golden coat, 
 With the rank water of that turbid pond. 
 Wondering and vexed, the plumed citizen 
 Flies with an hurried eflfort, to the shore. 
 Seeking his kindred flowers : — but seeks in 
 
 vain — 
 Nothing of genial growth may there be seen, 
 Nothing of beautiful ! Wild, ragged trees, 
 That look like felon spectres, fetid shrubs, 
 That taint the gloomy atmosphere — dusk shades, 
 That gather, half a cloud, and half a fiend 
 In aspect, lurking on the swamp's wild edge- 
 Gloom with their sternness and forbidding 
 
 frowns 
 The general prospect. The sad butterfly, 
 Waving his lackered wings, darts quickly on, 
 And, by his free flight, counsels us to speed 
 For better lodgings, and a scene more sweet 
 Than these drear borders offer us to-night. 
 
 Mr. Simms' prose writings show a simi- 
 lar process of gradual improvement, 
 though in them the change is less 
 marked, owing to his having appeared 
 164 
 
Simms 
 
 before the public as a novelist at a riper 
 period of his literary life. In all that he 
 has written his excellences are unbor- 
 rowed ; their merits are the development 
 of original native germs, without any 
 apparent aid from models. His thoughts, 
 his diction, his arrangement are his own : 
 he reminds you of no other author ; even ^~ 
 
 in the lesser graces of literar}^ execution, 
 he combines languages after no pattern 
 set by other authors, however beautiful. 
 
 His novels have a wide circulation, and 
 are admired for the rapidity and fervor 
 of the narrative, their picturesque de- 
 scriptions, the energy with which they 
 express the stronger emotions, and the 
 force with which they portray local man- 
 ners. His critical writings, which have 
 appeared in the Southern periodicals and 
 are quite numerous, are less known. 
 They often, no doubt, have in them those 
 imperfections which belong to rapid com- 
 position, but I must be allowed to single 
 out from among them one example of 
 great excellence, his analysis and esti- 
 165 
 
Stmms 
 
 mate of the literary character of Cooper, 
 a critical essay of great depth and dis- 
 crimination, to which I am not sure that 
 anything hitherto written on the same 
 subject is fully equal. He published his 
 Lyrics, in 1825, eighteen years ago ; his 
 longest and best poem, Atalantis, a Story 
 of the Sea, in 1832 ; Martin Faber, Guy 
 Rivers, Yemasee, Partisan, Mellichampe, 
 and many others, in succession. The en- 
 tire series of his works, poetry and prose, 
 comprises about fifty volumes. 
 
 166 
 
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