III
As the 1960s began, several changes were about to occur in the
routine of the Bowerses' lives together. That routine, as it had developed
over the postwar decade and a half, was of course primarily structured by
the academic year—though professional duties, inside and outside the
university, did not prevent his finding time to judge dog shows, write a
column on classical recordings, and participate actively in a stamp club. In
the summers Nancy Hale went to live with her mother on Cape
Ann, north of Boston, and Bowers taught at the University of Chicago.
Otherwise they generally traveled together, both on trips abroad (usually
biennial in the 1960s and 1970s, often lasting only a week or two in the
1960s and three months in the 1970s) and on short excursions for research
or lecturing in the United States. A charming photograph of the two of
them at one of the Bread Loaf Writers Conferences—where she was
an
instructor in fiction-writing from 1957 to 1965 and delivered as lectures
some of the sprightly and perceptive essays later collected in
The
Realities of Fiction (1962)—indicated what a striking couple
they
made. Both were epitomes of graciousness and urbanity, with commanding
presences, and seemed taller than they actually were (he was 5'10'', and
she was two or three inches shorter); her graying hair was swept upward
to form a coiffure that contributed to the regality of her bearing, and his
nearly permanent smile, early balding, and rather full and
ruddy face, together with his notably erect posture, conveyed an air of
authority and of amused worldliness. His flair for the dramatic is suggested
by two vignettes of the late 1960s and early 1970s: his entry into a
committee room, flinging off his cape and taking snuff in the correct
manner (snuff being at this time his substitute for the previously ever-present
cigarette in a long holder); and his arrival at an important faculty meeting,
fresh from the Farmington Hunt, wearing his riding habit (whereupon his
impassioned speech favoring the retention of the foreign-language
requirement carried the day). The Bowerses handled themselves with style
and were a memorable couple not only on the Charlottesville scene (where
they regularly attended the university concert series and participated in
social events) but also in academic circles abroad (where they were
welcome guests, always remarkably informed about the local cultural and
culinary situation). What most altered the pattern of
their lives at the beginning of the 1960s were their building a house and his
taking on the chairmanship of the English department; a similarly notable
shift in the middle of the decade was his giving up his Chicago teaching in
favor of summers on Cape Ann.
Through the 1950s the Bowerses' Charlottesville residence was at
2016 Minor Road, a short walk west of the university grounds and north of
the football stadium. Glimpses of life there crop up in Nancy Hale's
wonderful autobiographical writings. In A New England
Girlhood (1958, dedicated to Bowers), she reported, "I live in a
house that has no view at all, since our Virginia town is set in a cup in the
mountains. . . . However, the inside of my house is charming to look
at—dark-green walls downstairs, with white woodwork, and upstairs,
lighter
colors. In one bedroom I have a blue paper that reminds me of the paper
in my old nursery" (p. 7). A later chapter depicted a typical evening:
I'm tired when I get the dishes done at night, and glad to follow my
husband into the living room and read the evening paper. He's finished with
it by that time, and the boys are upstairs doing their homework, and we can
be quiet and peaceful in the family circle, hoping to goodness nobody drops
in. (p.79)
And in
The Life in the Studio (1969), a recollection of Minor
Road led to further reflection:
These autumn Saturdays, usually just about when we have finished
lunch, as I stand in front of the south window in the kitchen of our winter
house scraping the dishes over the sink, I will hear a rapid drumbeat, and
the sound of martial music is carried to me on the soft November air. It is
the University of Virginia band, marching to Scott Stadium for the football
game. . . .
My husband, who is a professor, takes the reasonable attitude that
since he went conscientiously to every football game Brown played when
he was an undergraduate, every game Harvard played when he was working
for his doctorate, every game Princeton played when he started out as a
young instructor until the day it was revealed unto him that football is a
dull game that he cares nothing about, he need never waste another
Saturday afternoon. (pp. 63-64)
In 1960 the Bowerses decided to build a house in the country, on the
land they had purchased over a decade earlier—some fifty acres in
the
wooded hills about five miles north of the university, a tract that later,
when the South Fork Rivanna River Reservoir was created, had over a
thousand feet of waterfront. The spot they cleared for building was
carefully chosen so that the house—unlike the one on Minor Road
"with
no view at all"—would have a magnificent prospect of tree-covered
rolling terrain, leading the eye onward to the Blue Ridge Mountains in the
distance. The two-story stucco house that was constructed had a formal and
symmetrical interior, later furnished in dissimilar ways by the two
occupants. A central front door led through a vestibule into a large living
room, decorated in beiges, golds, and pinks and dominated by the dramatic
view, seen through a floor-to-ceiling bay window. At the left end was a
fireplace, with two facing sofas in front of it, and beside it
a door led to Bowers's study; at the right end was the entrance to the dining
room, flanked by folding doors that could be opened to reveal twenty-eight
speakers for Bowers's record player, along with
shelves for housing his record collection. Bowers's small bedroom opened
off of his study, and over the living room was a suite (sitting room,
bedroom, and bath) for his wife. The cell-like appearance of his bedroom
(enlivened only by two Cruickshank-style prints) and his congested but
relatively colorless study contrasted with her suite, bright with chintz and
filled with family mementos and her parents' artwork, as well as her own
cluttered desks. The spaces were designed for two writers to work in: as
Doug Kamholz, a local reporter, once said, "New stories are written there.
Old ones are restored to authors' original intentions."
This house, which the Bowerses named "Woodburn" (but which some
of the graduate students—and others—called "the pink
palazzo"), was
described by Roy Flannagan, Bowers's student in the early 1960s, as "an
open neoclassical house that overlooked a vista that would have made
Capability Brown proud to have designed it," a place where one could live
"an Horatian ideal." One of the early visitors to the house was William
Faulkner, who had come to the university in the spring of 1957 under the
Balch Program for visiting writers (administered by a committee of which
Bowers was a member). Although Faulkner served as writer-in-residence
for only two spring semesters, he continued to spend considerable time in
Albemarle County until his death in 1962, in order to be near his daughter
Jill's family and engage in foxhunting. During the last two years of his life
he was present at a number of gatherings at Woodburn and apparently got
on well with Nancy Hale—"Miss Nancy," as he called her.
(She had supposedly based on him the character Harrington in her 1959
novel, Dear Beast, a book that he read and respected; and she
later wrote a revealing memoir of him for the 1 August 1963 number of
Vogue.) Well suited to entertaining, Woodburn became the
scene of annual departmental picnics and many black-tie dinners as well as
a port of call for bibliographers from all over the world.
Shortly after the house was finished, Bowers had more obligation than
before (as well as facilities) for professional entertaining, since in the fall
of 1961 he became chairman of his department. By that time he had
established himself as the mainstay of the Renaissance faculty, a dynamic
teacher and a tireless participant in departmental affairs. When he had
returned from his wartime service, resuming his teaching in the spring term
of 1946, he picked up the courses he had previously taught (in Spenser and
Milton, seventeenth-century literature, and non-Shakespearean Renaissance
drama, plus the graduate-methods and the bibliography courses) and was
made Associate Professor. Promotion to
Professor came only two years later. Throughout the 1950s he taught those
same courses, adding from 1953-54 onward the Shakespeare seminar
formerly conducted by James Southall Wilson (who retired in 1951) and
from 1956-57 the Shakespeare survey. In his memorial resolution for
Wilson, Bowers said that Wilson "made Shakespeare live" for "generations
of students." But Bowers's own Shakespeare seminar became even more
famous, and in his 1989 volume of essays on Shakespeare he described it
in detail, beginning with some thoughts on his relationship to Kittredge:
I like to reminisce that I may have escaped the usual fate of his
imitators by not having had the opportunity to try my hand at teaching
Shakespeare for some years after my degree. In the interval there was time
enough to come to terms with my own different capacities, to add to my
knowledge of the general Elizabethan drama, and to try to be my own man
when it came to investigating Shakespeare. Thus when the opportunity came
to initiate an annual series of seminars in Shakespeare, under the pressure
of discussion my own interests came to focus on the analysis of
Shakespeare's meaning in a somewhat different manner from Kittredge's
close verbal explication. It is true that, like him, I selected only five or six
plays in a year so that minute attention was possible; and indeed as my
seminars developed I reduced this number so that I could spend an entire
semester on Hamlet alone. It is also true that in seminar we
always had our text open before us so that the discussion
could proceed extemporaneously as my own or the students' interest lighted
on some passage or often only a phrase.
We started, certainly, with what words, and especially the images,
actually meant in Elizabethan terms. But this foundation for our study quite
naturally expanded to include other matters since Kittredge's notes in his
Sixteen Plays took care of much of the groundwork. It
followed
that larger questions of meaning developed from the textual explication, and
my instincts drew me to several main areas of analysis to apply to the plays
under consideration. Foremost, because of our extended study of
Hamlet, we were drawn to consider what seemed to
Shakespeare to constitute the essential elements and procedures of the tragic
form. Then we turned to the unique relationship that drama as a genre
establishes between playwright and audience. . . . The ethical background
of Renaissance tragedy having been established as an interpretative tool,
sharpened by the comparison with the Greek, the common ties of thought
that linked Shakespeare and his original audience brought in the
question of the necessary dramatic implementation. Thereby the analysis of
dramatic structure as it evolves into ultimate plot seemed to offer a method
for examining the various specific means by which Shakespeare conceived
his plays—comedies and histories as well as tragedies—and
controlled
the reactions of his audiences to the understanding of character and action
according to his intentions. (pp. x-xi)
Some of the ideas on
Hamlet expressed in this class were
given
a wider audience through the book-length introduction to the play,
containing scene-by-scene analyses, that he prepared for 1965 publication
in Barnes & Noble's series of "Outline-Guides" for students. His
Shakespeare and other literature and bibliography courses won him many
followers among the graduate students, including a number who wrote
dissertations with him and later became prominent scholars in their own
right.
One of those from the early 1950s, Irby B. Cauthen, Jr., has recalled
that Bowers's students thought of him as a "master teacher." His clarity in
explaining details was all the more effective, Cauthen believes, because he
"knew when to switch from a movement through particularities to the larger
general intellectual history that would provide the imaginative concept for
the passage"—and could show "how literature fit within the vast
universe
of art and life." His respect for his students was shown in his thoughtful
comments on their papers and in his repeated statement, reported by
Cauthen, "that what really mattered was not the number of cards bearing
his name in the library's card catalogue but his students." This concern for
students was well expressed by another of his former dissertation students,
George Walton Williams:
we who have been his students will gratefully remember his care for
us and for our professional and private concerns. Though the demands he
imposed upon us were, as we thought, overpowering, they were less
exacting than those he imposed upon himself. Guide, master,
friend—Fred Bowers saw us through our tasks and, introducing us
to the
society of scholars, did not leave us to wander alone in the windy world.
In the corridors of the MLA and in other dimly lit passages, his name was
a light in the tunnel; it held back the dark. (A Keepsake to Honor
Fredson Bowers, 1974)
Roy Flannagan, still another dissertation student, recently summed up the
demands made by Bowers's courses this way: "In his course on
Shakespeare's tragedies, I needed to be so sharp for the examination I stood
on my head in the hall outside the classroom, just in order to get the blood
circulating in my brain, only to get the second-highest grade in the class
(after Barbara Mowat): that was the kind of performance he inspired."
George L. Geckle, a dissertation student at the same time, remembers
Bowers's challenging instructions for the term paper in his Milton
course—a six- to seven-thousand-word paper that was "to be original
and
to solve a problem." Bowers himself met both goals in his Milton lectures,
which Geckle describes as "an impressive display that exuded both mastery
of his material and true critical authority."
Until his retirement in 1975, he continued—even during his
chairmanship—to
teach the sixteenth- and seventeenth-century and the bibliographical courses
in varying combinations. In the bibliography course (which, as of 1962-63,
came to be called "Introduction to Textual Criticism and Bibliography for
the Literary Student"), the range of detailed examples increased to reflect
his editorial projects; in 1966-67, for example, it dealt with "textual
problems in Marlowe, Fielding, Hawthorne, and Stephen Crane." A
memorable picture of Bowers during his chairmanship, as seen by a student
in his Shakespeare class, was contributed by Clive Probyn to the group of
tributes gathered in 1991 by the Bibliographical Society of Australia and
New Zealand:
At a time when all students (and they were almost all male) were
expected to dress neatly, Fredson was immaculately dressed, rather like an
East Coast dandy, or (in the rusty tweed suit) an English squire. At a time
when every-one seemed to drive either Volkswagen Beetles or gas-guzzling,
slab-sided monsters, Fredson Bowers drove a very small blue Alfa
Romeo—fast. I was but dimly aware of his scholarly eminence, but
sensed everywhere the awe in which he was held. I signed up for his
graduate Shakespeare class, and at the end of sixteen weeks of weekly
two-hour seminars we had "covered" two and [a] half acts of one of the
five plays (the Kittredge Shakespeare editions) on the syllabus. I can still
talk for about an hour on the first scene of Hamlet (omitted
in
the recent Franco Zefferelli film version), and I don't think anybody knew
more about that play (or Elizabethan ghost psychology, or the problems of
textual transmission of Elizabethan texts, or simply the
vertiginous depths of literary semantics) than Fredson Bowers. For several
weeks we listened to an extraordinary store of accumulated knowledge
being unpacked in front of us. It was a technique of explication de
texte carried off at the highest level, and I have never experienced
it
since.
Bowers's considerate attention to students is illustrated—from the
same
period—by his encouragement of Alexander Theroux. Martin
Battestin,
who has written an account of Theroux's Charlottesville years for the
Review of Contemporary Fiction (1991), reports, "It was
Bowers, then in the third year of his famous chairmanship, who saw the
promise in Alex, not only admitting him to the graduate program but, by
some ingenious creative financing, scraping together money enough to help
pay his way" (p. 51).
Bowers's critical reading of dissertations was similarly undiminished
during his chairmanship: in the seven years between 1961 and 1968, ten of
his students received their doctoral degrees. All told, he directed (or
co-directed) dissertations by twenty-eight students at Virginia: Charlton J.
K. Hinman (1941), William D. Hull (1941), Irene Mann Rinehart (1942),
Alexander W. Allison (1949), John W. McCutchan (1949),
Lawrence G. Starkey (1949), Philip Williams, Jr. (1949), Irby B. Cauthen,
Jr. (1951), Marion Hope Hamilton (1952), Dora Jean Ashe (1953), Cyrus
H. Hoy (1954), Wallace S. Sanderlin (1955), Elizabeth Brock (1956),
George Walton Williams (1957), Robert Kean Turner, Jr. (1958), Matthew
J. Bruccoli (1961), Francelia Butler (1963), Brewster S. Ford (1964),
Jeanne Addison Masengill (later Roberts, 1964), George L. Geckle (1965),
Roy C. Flannagan (1966), Clauston L. Jenkins (1966), William S. Kable
(1966), Albert C. Labriola (1966), Herbert R. Blackwell (1967), Joseph L.
Simmons (1967), Paul L. Gaston (1970), and Sidney W. Reid (1972).
Fifteen of these writers dealt with textual criticism or analytical
bibliography (mostly of Renaissance books, but in five instances
Restoration, eighteenth-century, or American books were treated), and the
other thirteen wrote critical-historical studies, all on Renaissance literature
except for one on Dryden and one on Poe.
At the time Bowers assumed the departmental chairmanship in the fall
of 1961, he had already come to play an influential role in the department.
He had been a force behind the scenes during the chairmanship of his
predecessor, Floyd Stovall, and was particularly instrumental in the hiring
of new assistant professors. During the summer of 1961 he consulted with
the three who were to begin in the fall—Martin C. Battestin, David
M.
Bevington, and Francis Russell Hart—and worked out new courses
for
them. At his first meeting in the fall he persuaded the tenured members of
the department to allow the nontenured ones to vote, and the new courses
were then approved by the larger voting group. He set the tone for his
chairmanship at this first meeting by showing not only that he had a vision
for the department's future but also that he had the skills of administrative
strategy to make it a reality. (Furthermore, he knew how to foster a sense
of community: he wrote frequent and
detailed letters, for example, to Robert Langbaum, who had joined the
department the previous year but was on leave in 1961-62, and he regularly
stopped by professors' offices for visits.)
During the next seven years he proceeded to build the department, not
previously considered important in the academic world, into one of the top
few English departments in the United States. This achievement is
testimony to his astute diplomacy in dealing both with the first-rate scholars
he wished to attract and with the university administrators from whom
funds were needed. (He always paid credit to the president, Edgar Shannon,
for selecting English as one of the departments to receive federal funds then
available for improving the faculty.) David Levin remembers Bowers's
recruiting letters as conveying "in every line" the image of "a decisive man
who knew what he wanted for Virginia,
the best faculty he could get. He would try pre-emptive offers, but he did
not, like Maynard Mack of Yale at that time, require a firm answer before
the first of November." Recently E. D. Hirsch has recalled,
An admiring department chairman at another university compared him
to the wild-animal trapper Frank Buck, whose motto was "Bring 'em back
alive." Those of us who were recruited by Fredson Bowers remember the
experience as being more like a whirlwind courtship than the stately
protocol that is currently observed.
The stunning roster of faculty recruited by Bowers included (besides
Hirsch) Ralph Cohen, Douglas Day, Hoyt N. Duggan, William Elwood,
Irvin Ehrenpreis, Alan Howard, George Garrett, Arthur C. Kirsch, Harold
H. Kolb, Jr., V. A. Kolve, Cecil Y. Lang, J. C. Levenson, Peter Taylor,
Charles Vandersee, and Anthony Winner. One can understand why Douglas
Day called the department "better than excellent . . . superb" and said of
it, "There's a kind of electricity in the community . . . something that
encourages writing"—a statement chosen by Virginius Dabney for
inclusion in his history of the university, where credit is given to Bowers
for bringing the situation about (
Mr. Jefferson's University
[1981], p. 464).
The acquisition of outstanding scholars was not, however, the only
aspect of the department's welfare to which Bowers gave energetic
attention; one of his primary concerns was the relation of teaching to a
graduate program (a subject on which he was becoming increasingly vocal
on a national level), and he oversaw the department's successful 1966
application to the Danforth Foundation for the institution of a program for
"College Teaching Career Fellows"—a program that (in the words
of the
proposal) "should serve as a model that will influence educational theory in
this country." The achievements of Bowers's chairmanship came at the
price of some hard feelings, for his decisiveness was not always seen in a
favorable light: George Garrett, for instance, has depicted him running the
department with "a heavy hand, if not an iron one" (Whistling in the
Dark [1992], p. 155). But to most people the benefits of his
chairmanship far outweighed such drawbacks. Testimony to Bowers's
lasting influence on the department came in 1980 when the department
decided to name its library in his honor; on that occasion V. A. Kolve, then
the chairman, wrote to him, "You are not only the Founding Father, so to
speak, of what we collectively are; but you remain an important source of
the energy and good sense that continues to hold us together."
After seven years in the chairmanship (1961-68), Bowers agreed to
accept the position of Dean of the Faculty. ("A relief, in fact, to be rid of
the emotional involvement with building a department," he wrote to Jo Ann
Boydston on 24 September 1968.) He brought to this position the same
abilities and the same concentration, as many have testified. One of the
professors he hired at this time, David Rubin of the French department,
remembers his interview well, not merely because Bowers wore riding
clothes but because Bowers seemed to have read his mind, understanding
precisely why he wanted to move and what he would like to have at
Virginia. To those he recruited, Bowers made clear his own belief in the
importance of a faculty strong in both research and teaching, and first-class
scholars could see—from Bowers's own impressive record of
publication
and teaching as well as from his conversation—that they were dealing
with a kindred spirit. Among his accomplishments during 1968-69 were the
expansion of the Religious Studies department (though he had
no personal interest in religion) and the establishment of the Environmental
Sciences department. Despite his skill at the deanship, he did not have his
heart in the job as he did when he was constructing the English department.
His energy, though phenomenal, had its limits, and he was increasingly
feeling the need to find more time for his editorial projects. Although he
had provisionally consented to hold the deanship for two years, he decided
to give it up after a single year. E. D. Hirsch has said, "Those who dealt
with Dean Bowers—department chairmen and professors
alike—soon
learned two things about him, that he had tough, demanding standards, and
that he was completely fair and disinterested." The same would also be said
by most of the hundreds of students who passed through his courses.
One evidence of Bowers's love of teaching was his desire to teach in
the summers at the University of Chicago, despite his heavy academic-year
schedule and his many extracurricular activities. With Allen Hazen's
departure for Columbia in 1948, the University of Chicago English
department was left without a bibliographical specialist, and Bowers filled
that gap in the summer quarter of 1949 as the Frederic Ives Carpenter
Visiting Professor in English. He liked the arrangement, and he returned
there for the following fifteen summers, his title changing to Professorial
Lecturer in English. Over that long period, he taught much more than
bibliography. Besides a course in "Bibliography and the Techniques of
Literary Scholarship" and a seminar called "Problems in Bibliographical
Analysis," he gave courses at various times in Spenser and pre-1642
English drama and a seminar in the textual criticism of Elizabethan drama.
According to Gwin Kolb, who received his Ph.D.
from Chicago and joined the regular departmental faculty the same year as
Bowers's first teaching there, his courses were "brilliant triumphs":
"Students who came to scoff at his brand of bibliography remained to
admire—and to become converts." He undoubtedly saw his Chicago
teaching as an opportunity to spread the bibliographical word, and his
principal bibliography course was indeed influential, in part because one of
the prominent library schools was on campus and a number of future
rare-book librarians enrolled in his course. Bowers's influence also traveled
through other faculty members: Bernard Weinberg of the Romance
Languages department, for example, was interested in Bowers's approach,
which thus came to play a role in a series of editions that Weinberg
supervised.
The key moment for bibliographical history in Bowers's Chicago
summers, however, occurred in the very first one. William B. Todd had
just completed his dissertation, entitled "Procedures for Determining the
Identity and Order of Certain Eighteenth-Century Editions," and the defense
was scheduled for that summer. Bowers was already familiar with the
direction of Todd's work from a talk Todd had given in Charlottesville the
previous December, and he had scheduled an article of Todd's for the 1949
volume of Studies in Bibliography; but he had not read
Todd's
detailed study until asked to serve on the examining committee. He
naturally recognized the extraordinary importance of Todd's application of
analytical techniques to eighteenth-century books; and after an excited
reading of the dissertation, he arrived at the defense with many scribbled
pages of questions. Bowers's debut at Chicago, in effect, was thus his
participation in an animated dialogue with Todd, while the other
members of the committee listened in largely uncomprehending silence.
When the committee moved into private session, Bowers explained how
truly pioneering Todd's work was, opening up a whole area of research,
and insisted that Todd's degree be awarded with honors. He then hastened
to a telephone and called his editor at the Princeton University Press in
order to make a last-minute addition, based on what he had just learned
about press figures from Todd's dissertation, to his forthcoming
Principles of Bibliographical Description. The "Addendum"
on
page 321 of the published volume was the result: it referred to Todd's
dissertation as the most comprehensive demonstration of the "high value"
of press figures in distinguishing impressions, announced that portions of
the dissertation would appear in the third volume of Studies in
Bibliography, and asserted that henceforth press figures would have
to be recorded in descriptive bibliographies.
Over the years Bowers himself directed two dissertations at Chicago,
those of Frederick O. Waller (1958) and Shirley Strum Kenny (1965), both
critical editions of plays; and he participated in other departmental affairs
as well. His contributions to the department prompted on three different
occasions the offer of a full-time position there, and each time he turned it
down. But he clearly enjoyed those summers, and his presence in Chicago
is memorably described in a letter (10 January 1992) from Gwin Kolb, who
with his wife saw Bowers frequently:
As I recall, Fredson always drove to Chicago in a shiny Jaguar,
which he was very fond of and very adroit in handling. [And he made the
eighteen-hour drive nonstop.] I remember, too, the portable microfilm
reader he brought with him and used constantly when he wasn't teaching,
seeing students or colleagues, working in the Library, or writing. . . . You
are aware . . . of his delight in good food and drink. Being also very
sociable, he often invited small groups to dine at excellent, modestly priced,
ethnic restaurants he had a wonderful knack of "discovering." In return,
Chicagoans, charmed by his wit and courtliness (and occasionally awed by
his learning and argumentative prowess), frequently entertained him in their
homes. Like a number of other persons who were present, I vividly
remember a particular evening in our apartment, where Fredson held the
other guests spellbound with an impromptu talk on the fascinating
science—or art—of judging dogs entered in shows.
Among the acquaintances Bowers would have seen in Chicago was Allan
Stevenson, whose work he had included in the first volume of
Studies: in those years Stevenson was living in the University
of Chicago neighborhood. Bowers managed to accomplish some
bibliographical research in Chicago, but he rarely traveled up to the
Newberry Library, though he did pay occasional visits there to Gertrude
Woodward (whose checklist of Restoration drama he had supplemented in
1949). Despite the satisfactions of his Chicago summers, he decided after
sixteen years to bring them to an end: as he wrote me (on 25 June 1965),
"I have decided to give up my arrangement there and maybe live a few
years longer and get a little more work done. Summers are about the only
time I have to do my own work these days." The University of Chicago
recognized his role in the life of the university, and in the world of
scholarship generally, by awarding him the honorary degree of Doctor of
Humane Letters in 1973.
Beginning with the summer of 1965, then, Bowers was free to spend
more time with his wife on Cape Ann, and for the next quarter-century
their summers together at Folly Cove, Rockport, were a major element in
the rhythm of their lives. The stone house, Howlets, which had belonged
to Nancy Hale's aunt and then her mother, came to mean a great deal to
Bowers, though it did not have the childhood associations for him that it did
for his wife. (In a letter of 9 October 1987, he wrote, "I have grown very
fond of the place but wish the water were warmer for swimming. It's too
cold for me except maybe 3-4 days a summer.") The house and its setting
high on a wooded hill are affectionately described in a number of passages
in Nancy Hale's writings. Perhaps the loveliest account of the surroundings
occurs in
The Realities of Fiction (1962):
Our house there is on a granite hill, looking across a small, cuplike
blue cove to a point of land which is pink where the sun falls on its solid
rock, and beyond it to Ipswich Bay. We bathe off sun-warmed glacial
boulders that rim the cove. To the left, the land at the end of the cove
rises—a slope where locust trees grow thickly, their bark as dry and
white as bones. Generations of children have called it the magic or the fairy
wood. To the right, outside the cove's mouth, the ocean stretches northeast
without a break between us and Portugal. If one lets the eye slide back,
southward, along the horizon, Mount Agamenticus in Maine can, on a clear
day, be seen. Still farther along, the shapes of Newburyport and then of
Ipswich are visible, the silhouettes of their houses and trees tiny and
accurate as toy model villages beyond the green-streaked, dark-blue bay.
(pp. 216-217)
The house itself, built in 1911 of granite quarried from its own cellar, was
constructed by a Swedish mason to look like a northern European
farmhouse. (Bowers often said it was colder and damper than it should have
been because the mason did not leave an air space in the walls.) After
Philip L. Hale's death in 1931, his sister, Ellen Day Hale, who had built
the house as her summer studio, presented it to his widow, Lilian Westcott
Hale, who for the next three decades used it as her summer studio.
Although in her later years she lived in Charlottesville (2004 Lewis
Mountain Road) to be near her daughter Nancy, the two of them always
summered at Howlets.
Upon Lilian Westcott Hale's death in 1963, the house passed to
Nancy Hale, whose experiences in sorting through the accumulated objects
there underlay the moving essays that make up The Life in the
Studio (1969)—a marvelous meditation on the relation of past
and
present, and a book that has become a cult classic. By the time Bowers
began spending entire summers at Folly Cove, she had made minor changes
to transform the studio into a living room:
The confusion was such that I decided the best way to begin was by
adding to it with an immense sofa I bought at a furniture sale. I was right;
once the sofa was in place it became obvious that the model stand made a
good coffee
table to set in front of it, and that chairs, loaded down under back issues of
Art News and old bulletins of various museums, could be put
here, and here. (p. 165)
Still other relics of the room's former use remained, for one of the many
visitors to Howlets, John Frederick Nims (the poet who contributed a
parody of textual and explicatory criticism to the twentieth volume of
SB), remembered the "comfortably sprawling two-storied
studio
still a repository for the easels and oil paintings of her celebrated mother"
(
Dictionary of Literary Biography Yearbook 1988). Bowers's
oldest son, too, recalls "some half finished paintings, an easel together with
brushes and partially used paints and other furnishings, not one of which
ever changed its place." On many occasions the family gathered for picnics
on the rocks overlooking the cove, the Bowerses "cooking hot dogs over a
fire built in the crevice of one of the rocks." Another visitor was the
neighbor Leon Kroll, who as a painter appreciated what he called the Greek
classicism of the cove. (Bowers—in a letter to his oldest son on 8
August
1983—described Kroll as "a salty egoistic
firstclass painter, with whom we used to play bridge summers once in a
while"; Kroll had known Nancy Hale since she was an adolescent.) In 1983
the Bowerses edited Kroll's reminiscences for the University of Virginia Art
Museum (where a large collection of Kroll's work is housed); and Nancy
Hale's prefatory "An Appreciation" (from 1980) gave her another
opportunity to reveal her feelings about the Folly Cove area, where she was
"ravished by the scents, the pristine light, the secret morning conversations
between birds." With the Bowerses in residence, Howlets became a writers'
study rather than a painter's studio. Packing into the car all the papers they
would need at the house each summer was an annual ritual, and they
accomplished a satisfying amount of work within its calming and restorative
atmosphere.
Many of Bowers's students were aware of his love of music, for he
regularly met with students in the evenings to play records and comment on
them. This interest, which had been evident when he was himself a student,
no doubt predated his college years; but Ware's course in music
appreciation at Brown may have played a role in the development of his
serious interest in classical music. In any event, he certainly attended
concerts of the Boston Symphony Orchestra while at Harvard. From then
on music was—if, indeed, it had not always been—one of the
great
passions of his life, and its importance to him is symbolized by the vast
amount of writing he did on the subject. His thoughts on music are even
more fully available to us than those on dogs and stamps as
a result of a weekly column on records that he contributed, during a period
of more than a quarter-century, to the Sunday editions of the
Richmond Times-Dispatch. It first appeared on 19 November
1939 (when he was still writing a monthly piece on Irish wolfhounds for the
American Kennel Gazette), and the last one was published on
6 November 1966. (He once told David Vander Meulen that he quit when
he ran out of adjectives.) In between those dates he wrote 1162 columns,
each one averaging about eighteen column-inches in length and all of them
together totaling approximately a million and a quarter words. During this
long period, in which he commented on more than five thousand
recordings, there were only three sizable gaps in his nearly invariable
weekly production of columns: from June 1942 through February 1946 his
military service coupled with the curtailed production of records allowed
him to write only fifty-six columns, and he wrote none at all during two
periods
abroad, the first on a Fulbright Fellowship (7 September 1952 through 7
June 1953) and the second on a Guggenheim Fellowship (5 April through
2 August 1959). (He did, however, write a report on the London music
scene for the issue of 26 April 1953.) His record after his return in 1953
was particularly impressive: except for the 1959 gap of four months, he
missed only three columns in thirteen and a half years. The feat seems
amazing, when one considers that he did make other (though brief) trips
abroad during this time and spent the summers in Chicago: it is testimony
not only to his energy and perseverance but also to his love of music, for
writing regularly about music was not a burden to him.
His column—originally called "Music on Records" (with minor
variations), then "Music Off the Records," and finally, from 1950 on,
"Music Off Records"—usually followed the pattern of concentrating
on
what he regarded as the major release of the week, assessing the
performance it reproduced and the quality of the reproduction, and then
commenting briefly on some other new recordings or recounting some trade
gossip. He did not consider it his function to discuss the music itself in
detail, but the breadth of his familiarity with music (and with other
recordings of the pieces under review) was evident through the allusions
and comparisons he made, and his attitudes inevitably emerged in some of
his observations on individual performances. These characteristics (along
with his concern for advising the reader) are neatly combined in a statement
in his first column: commenting on a Columbia recording of Bach's Sonata
No. 3 in G Minor for harpsichord and viola da gamba, he asserted
that it "is the best of the three that he wrote for these instruments,
and beautifully played here [by Ernst Wolff and Janos Scholz], but to an
extent it is best appreciated by a full-fledged lover of Bach. For the
ordinary listener there are more important Bach recordings."
Sometimes he did make outright judgments about the music, as when
on 15 February 1942 he proclaimed William Walton's work "brilliant,
intense, complex in mood, and warm in feeling," or when on 31 December
1950 he claimed that Samuel Barber's music is "usually thin in content for
the form chosen," or when on 8 July 1962 he said, "Mahler's Symphony
No. 9 is the greatest symphony of the twentieth century." He felt that
"Mostly one can take or leave medieval music" (6 November 1966); the
"Haffner" Symphony he considered "the most thoroughly delightful of all
Mozart's symphonies" (7 April 1940); regarding the first movement of
Brahms's Piano Concerto No. 1, he said, "I feel often that Brahms is lifting
himself by his own bootstraps and that the emotional violence is . . . a bit
hollow and labored" (14 July 1940); and in Dvorak's Symphony No. 2 he
found the composer "still assimilating the Brahms influence," though it "has
gone past the stage of imitation" (22 May 1960). Steady readers
of the column would have noticed Bowers's developing tastes: on 1 January
1950, for example, he advised only "hardy souls" to "plunge" into the first
movement of Charles Ives's Piano Sonata No. 2, since the idiom "takes
some listening to penetrate," though after "about 15 hearings the sonata is
really fun"; ten years later (3 January 1960) Ives was described as a
"talented" composer, and the finale of his New England suite was "one of
the most ecstatic pieces of nature music written in America"; and on 16
January 1966 Bowers called Ives "quite simply . . . the best composer that
America has produced."
His judgments of performers were not normally severe, but he did not
hesitate to warn readers about flawed performances: the "comparatively
inexperienced" Mildred Miller, for instance, was "most disappointing" in
Das Lied von der Erde because she possessed "a voice of
insufficent body" and had "little idea of Mahler style" (20 November 1960);
and Eleanor Steber's vibrato was "distressing" in a recording of selections
from Verdi (17 December 1950). Bowers had certain bêtes
noires that came in for regular criticism, such as Leopold Stokowski
and Leonard Bernstein (e.g., 1 February 1942, 25 August 1957); but there
were others who repeatedly earned high praise, such as Thomas Beecham
("the greatest living conductor of Mozart," 7 April 1940), Bruno Walter
("the great Mahler conductor," 20 November 1960), and Dietrich
Fischer-Dieskau ("incomparable," 27 March 1966). He made
discriminations even among those he admired (on 12 November 1950 he
asserted
that Arthur Rubinstein's "virtuoso" performance in Schumann's Quintet in
E Flat for Piano and Strings lacked "the tenderness and intimacy which
Serkin displays"), and he was always glad to recognize new talent, such as
Daniel Barenboim ("a new young pianist who is sure to make his mark,"
as he said in his last column).
In the prewar and postwar years, when Bowers was writing, there
were many technical developments in the recording industry (not least the
shift from 78 rpm to 45 and 33⅓ rpm and the effect of
frequency-modulation broadcasting), and he often devoted considerable space
to discussing them and advising his readers on how to deal with them. (He
regarded the subject of postwar advances in the production of records and
record-players important enough for two feature articles on 10 and 17 April
1949, in addition to his regular columns.) His attention to the technical side
of record-making, and its effect on the fidelity of the reproductions that
result, is of particular interest in view of his work in analytical bibliography
and his thorough understanding of the effect of physical media on the texts
of the works transmitted by them. Recordings are "editions," and Bowers's
approach to them was analogous to his approach to editions of verbal
works. Their goal, he felt, should be
fidelity to the composers' intentions, and he judged both performance and
reproduction from this point of view. In the process he sometimes
undertook such experiments as playing the same record on different
phonographs (e.g., 1 February 1942) or comparing different copies.
Variations among copies of a single printed edition are a fact of life for
analytical bibliographers, and Bowers, obviously recognizing the analogy,
warned his readers (on 25 April 1943) that "they should play each record
side before purchase," since one cannot assume that the pressing is
unflawed in all copies. Bowers himself certainly listened to every side
before writing a review, noting in the case of one multi-record set that only
sides 2 and 10 were "free from some fault." His willingness to invest time
in his column is further illustrated by his playing a record one hundred
times in order to report on the "wearing qualities" of plastic (30 December
1945) or his standard offer in the 1940s to reply to
readers' letters.
These columns, taken together, are fascinating as an extended
chronicle of the tastes and techniques of the recording industry over a
quarter-century, viewed from the uniform perspective of a single lively,
sensible, cultivated, and tenacious intelligence. In their authoritative sweep,
interrupted occasionally by confessions of the subjectivity of taste, they
suggest the depth of Bowers's feeling for music. But for a direct statement
of that feeling one must look outside the columns, to a lecture, "The Ideal
Record Collector," which Bowers delivered at the Virginia Museum of Fine
Arts in Richmond on 5 March 1961, as part of the third series of lectures
called "The Eager Listener." This talk, buttressed with thirteen excerpts
from recorded music, ranging from Bach and Mozart to Mahler and Bartok,
amounted to a mini-course in music appreciation. His aim was to explain
how the novice collector of records can gradually develop musical taste and
enjoyment and, instead of becoming discouraged and abandoning music, can
become an enthusiast for whom music is an essential part of life. He
emphasized the importance of beginning with what one naturally likes, not
what one is supposed to like, and learning to listen carefully to the language
of each instrument before moving on to other pieces. ("Just go ahead," he
said, "and learn the musical language from the composers you like to hear
tell you stories." Later he added,
"Musical tastes cannot help changing, as well as deepening and refining,
when music on records becomes a part of one's daily life.")
The comparison between the "languages" of music and literature
recurs throughout; the language of music can "communicate an emotion,
even something of an idea—certainly some form of transferred
experience—as much as words can, and oftentimes better than words
can":
The real basis of understanding musical language is the simple ability
to hear what the composer is saying . . . Merely to hear what a composer
is saying in his language of sound takes some practice in following the
progression of one note after another, as in the progression of one word
after another until the meaning of a sentence accumulates at its end. . . . To
distinguish the sense from its servant sound in music—as in
poetry—requires concentration and active attention.
Just as "relatively cultivated people do not necessarily curl up in a chair
every night with Virgil's Aeneid or Milton's Paradise Lost in their laps,"
so one is not always in the mood for the complexity of a symphony. "In
this connection," he said, "I want to deliver a strong plug for chamber
music on the phonograph as one's usual day-to-day form of music on
records, leaving symphonies for special occasions"—not only because
of
the demands of the two genres ("chamber music invites, whereas symphonic
music commands"), but because of the limitations of record-players and
living-rooms.
Anyone in his audience following his common-sense step-by-step
approach would inevitably gain some insight into what music appreciation
involves and, more importantly, would witness a case study in what musical
enthrallment means. He describes how, with active listening,
great music becomes a part of you. And this happens not only when
you are listening to records. Music will flood your memory. You will find
yourself, in your mind, being a string quartet, or singing all the parts of
Don Giovanni, and the orchestra too, as you drive along the road in your
auto.
When one participates in music in this fashion, it gives "a pleasure that no
other art can provide"—it gives a "shiver" up the spine and makes
one's
"back muscles squinch up with pleasure." Although Bowers admitted that,
for him, "Mozart is the prince of composers on records as one's constant
companion," he revealed deep admiration for a great variety of styles and
genres, from Beethoven's late quartets to the piano concertos of Bartok ("a
very great composer"), including operas and songs.
This lecture conveyed in concentrated form the breadth of musical
knowledge and the depth of musical experience that underlay the columns.
In stressing enjoyment—enjoyment that increases, the more one
learns—he was in fact expressing his approach to literature as well
as to
music. But he perhaps felt freer to express his passionate devotion to music,
since it was not his professional field and since—on the occasion of
this
lecture—he was speaking to a similarly nonprofessional audience. At
a
literary conference he would probably never have stated that "pleasure and
culture are NOT antagonistic," but he could say it here. From time to time
in his professional writings, his love of literature did get expressed with
some explicitness, but such opportunities did not occur frequently. Given
the chance, he would certainly have applied to books what he said about
records at the beginning of his Richmond lecture: "To have music at one's
fingertips is almost life's greatest
blessing."
Another passion of the same years was stamp collecting. It is likely
that more of Bowers's scholarly acquaintances outside of Charlottesville
knew about his interest in stamps than were aware of his other avocations,
because his envelopes were usually plastered with old stamps and he always
asked correspondents to return them to him. Contributors to Studies
in Bibliography were accustomed to seeing their proofs arrive in
large
reused brown envelopes covered with spectacular displays of unfamiliar
stamps—the denominations so small that it was necessary for the
stamps
to be overlapped in order for the required number to fit on the envelopes.
(Bowers once told me that he had obtained special permission
from the Charlottesville Post Office to overlap the stamps.) Once back in
his possession the stamps would be steamed off, none the worse for the
overlapping. Correspondents could assume that they had become part of an
inner circle when Bowers took for granted that they would return the
stamps without being reminded.
Bowers did not write as much about stamps as he did about dogs and
music, nor was he as well known among philatelists as among record
collectors in Virginia and Irish-wolfhound lovers nationally. But he always
became knowledgeable about any field he was involved in, and he kept
abreast of developments in the stamp-collecting world. In a 1961 history of
the first quarter-century of the Charlottesville Stamp Club, prepared by
Bernard P. Chamberlain, Bowers was named as one of a small number of
members "who keep up better than most with national and international
philatelic news and keep the club pretty well informed as to what is going
on in the stamp world." Bowers had become a member of this club in 1951
and of the American Philatelic Society in 1954, and the height of his
activity in the field of stamps came in the 1950s. He served as
vice-president of the club in 1955 and as president in 1956—a
significant
year in which to be president because on 13 April, Jefferson's
birthday, the Charlottesville Post Office was the site for cancellation of
first-day covers for the twenty-cent Monticello stamp. The cancellation in
fact read "Monticello Rural Station," but because the Rural Station at
Jefferson's estate was in a small gift-shop, the covers were canceled by
machine in Charlottesville. Bowers and the other members of the club felt,
however, that some covers should be canceled at the actual location, and
they supervised the canceling of a small number of covers with the hand
stamps in use there, one of which carried the misspelling "Montecello." In
order to distinguish those with the correct spelling canceled at the Rural
Station from those canceled in Charlottesville, Bowers placed his
authentication and signature on the reverse of all copies of the former. He
also wrote an account of this situation (describing as well the variations in
cancellation produced in Charlottesville) for distribution to the philatelic
world, and it was printed in the
Western Stamp Collector on 19 May 1956.
In the same year he wrote articles on highway-post-office postmarks
and covers. His interest in this subject may have had a local connection,
since the first trip of a highway-post-office bus (on 10 February 1941) was
between Washington and Harrisonburg, Virginia, not far from
Charlottesville. In any case, he became a member of the National Highway
Post Office Society in early 1956 and served on its board of directors for
the next several years. He published a general article on
highway-post-office
cover collecting in
Linn's Weeky Stamp News on 26 March
1956: after setting up eight criteria for cover collecting, he showed why this
form of cover collecting "scores 100 per cent in a manner unmatched by
any other form." For
HPO Notes (the journal of the National
Highway Post Office Society) he wrote a series of detailed articles,
involving considerable research and serving as a basic reference source.
One (in three parts, February-April 1956) was a historically annotated
checklist of the changeover postmarks in the twenty or so instances between
1952 and 1956 in which highway-post-office buses were operated by
railroads and continued to use the railway-post-office postmarks until
required to change at the beginning of 1956. This list was followed in
succeeding months by a closely reasoned definition of provisional postmarks
(July-August 1956) and a consideration of variant provisionals (June and
October 1957)—along with a general article on provisionals for
Linn's (29 July 1957). Most interesting from a bibliographical
point of view, however, was his list of "Current HPO Steels" (January and
November 1957, February 1958), in which he worked out a system for
describing postmarks—an analogous problem to title-page
transcription
in bibliographical description. In each of some ninety entries the
measurement of the diameter of the postmark in millimeters is followed by
a transcription of the circular legend, an indication of the style of killer
(canceling bar), and a classification and measurement of the trip indicator.
That this list was based on envelopes sent to, and returned by, the foremen
of the lines suggests the effort he was willing to invest in amassing
philatelic data; and in each of these articles he drew on information from
some collections other than his own and asked readers to send him further
details. Another specialty of his was British colonials, of which he
developed a fine collection as well. In keeping with the
Charlottesville Stamp Club's program for encouraging members to collect
"topicals," he also collected stamps depicting books and printing; and when
the Alderman Library at the University of Virginia mounted an exhibition
celebrating the club's twenty-fifth anniversary (22 April-15 May 1961),
Bowers's contribution to the show was a set of United Nations
stamps.
That Bowers should have been interested in stamps is not surprising,
since—like books—they are printed artifacts that require, for
their
study, a detailed knowledge of the process by which they are produced and
an understanding of the kinds of variation in the finished product that can
result from it. He chose not to collect books, but his collecting of stamps
shows that he did have the collecting urge. When he was listening to
Geoffrey Keynes's address in 1953—the one in which Keynes
criticized
Bowers's approach to descriptive bibliography—Bowers had further
reason
to be annoyed when he heard Keynes say, "Stamp collecting is an amusing
game, but it is essentially sterile." Bowers would have seen the shallowness
of this statement, for his extended study of the physical evidence in books
had given him a profound knowledge of how the details of artifactual
evidence contribute to cultural history, and he recognized the application of
this insight to all artifacts. Eventually, however, he sold his collection
(keeping the United Nations series until 1987) and filled the spring binders
in which he had housed it with the notes for his bibliography of Restoration
drama—a move that was symbolic of his increasing concentration on
that
project in his later years. But this kind of shift did not become a general
one: Bowers's life of scholarship was always set in a rich backdrop of other
enthusiasms.