© Silke Hesse 2013
Robert
Walser’s Jakob von Gunten. Can Anyone Tell What Is Wrong?
Silke
Hesse
The Swiss writer
Robert Walser (1878-1956) published his third and most memorable novel, Jakob von Gunten, in 1909. Like the
earlier two, it is the story of a young man still finding his feet in life but
filled with the desire to encounter and observe it in its many variations and
to that end to tease and provoke it into revealing itself. In all three novels the
hero is not unlike the author himself. The first of them, Geschwister Tanner, leaps from episode to episode, each rendered mainly
in long, formal, well constructed and almost monologic speeches, indicative of
young people taking control of their lives; the narration does not pause to
explain transitions between episodes, thus repeatedly leaving the reader momentarily
disorientated as in a fairy-tale. The realism of the second novel, Der Gehilfe, told in the self-effacing
third person, is painstaking in its
insistence on the causality and detail of everyday life, almost as pedantic as
the observant servant who is its protagonist is expected to be in the service
of his boss or master. In both these earlier novels we can already discern an
unobtrusive but determinedly eccentric departure from what is considered proper
practice in the realist novel. In Jakob
von Gunten this strangeness comes into its own.
The novel begins
with the arrival of the protagonist Jakob at the Institute Benjamenta in Berlin.
This is a school that trains adolescent boys to be servants. (As an adult in
1905, Robert Walser himself did a four week course at a school for servants;
upon its completion he worked in that capacity at Schloß Dambrau for three
months.) The Institute Benjamenta is a school in which, as the first sentence
tells us, very little is taught and whose students will never amount to
anything in life. But Jakob comes there, it seems, of his own volition, also in
possession of the money to pay the school fees. Why has he come? Who gave him
the money? Throughout the story our ears remain pricked for clues that could
provide a satisfactory explanation of this at first sight peculiar decision; the
boy too has anxious misgivings upon his arrival. Jakob does not seem to have
fallen out with his parents, whom he loves and admires even though his
determination to be independent means he never writes home. He is the scion of
a well-to-do, respected family of aristocratic origins and he is proud of that.
He grew up in a pleasant provincial town with a population of 28,000, though here
too there were already pockets of the type of the proletarian unrest now common
in industrialized cities. (When people ask Jakob where he comes from, he
doesn’t like to reveal this, but Switzerland would be a good guess). He tells
us that he wants to make his own way in life without falling back on the
privileges of class or wealth or familial love and support; he is also attracted
to the big city and its modernity and acclimatizes very quickly; and finally, he
is keen to earn money which he sees as the crucial facilitator of modern life. (The
school guarantees to find jobs for its graduates.) But though Jakob is prepared
to embrace a lowly status, he is also attracted to the gracious and humanizing
qualities of upper class life which he feels he would like to support. (Servants,
he tells us, will always reflect the qualities of their masters). In this way
he hopes to avoid the coarseness and aggressiveness of a proletarian existence.
It later turns out that he has had very fanciful ideas of the elegant and
aristocratic life-style of the Benjamentas; in reality they do not inhabit a
hidden palace but two sparsely furnished rooms.
Jakob’s
experiences in junior high school (the Progymnasium) have not been good. He
grew thoroughly sick of the pandemonium of classes conducted by teachers in the
thrall of the cane and with little of interest to communicate to rebellious
modern boys, whose lives in the new mass society are not likely to require
classical heroism or even original thought and discernment. The one teacher of
genius whom the boys all admired was, significantly, the Maths teacher. The
school masters about whom Jakob then fantasizes at the Institute Benjamenta are
actually the very same ones who taught Robert Walser in Biel; Jakob seems quite
glad they have not turned up in Berlin.
Halfway through
the novel Jakob happens to meet his brother Johann, who is now a successful and
well-respected painter in Berlin (just like Karl Walser, Robert’s painter-brother
in real life). Johann confirms that existence in the upper echelons of society
is “simply horrible” and it is better to spend your life at the very bottom (to
come from ganz Unten = von Gunten) and not, one might say, as a “von Guten”
(someone from a good family).
All these, of
course, may be sufficient reasons to choose to go to a school for servants. But
we are given another piece of information that should perhaps not be ignored.
In the curriculum vitae Jakob is required to write, the only text in the novel
he does not write as a diary for himself, he mentions an incident where he beat
up his former history teacher, Dr. Merz. He was the one who was trying to
instill classical ideas of heroism in today’s youth. Jakob says he regrets this
atrocity. But he also tells us that he purposely wrote his CV in a tone of
pride and insolence in order to provoke a reaction from the Director of the
Institute, Herr Benjamenta; its veracity is therefore obviously in doubt. For readers
looking for more substantial reasons for Jakob’s choices this could, however, provide
one. Maybe Jakob was expelled from school and home because of such an act of
violence and the Institute Benjamenta was the last resort for him. But the
mysteriousness of Jakob’s arrival at the Institute is never completely
resolved; it is the same sort of mysteriousness that later envelops the arrival
of Kafka’s surveyor in The Castle, only
that Kafka, a great admirer of Walser’s novel, gives us no useful clues
whatsoever.
The Institute
Benjamenta is run by a brother and sister. Herr Benjamenta, the director, is of
enormous size and his pupils, who frequently get to feel his brutal strength
when he beats them for misdemeanors, his main educational activity, look like
dwarves beside him. He never seems to leave his office where he reads newspapers
all day, surveying the world at second hand and barely looking up when a pupil
approaches him other than to enforce an obsequious greeting. He doesn’t seem to put much effort into
attracting new students or finding future employers for them either; on Jakob’s
arrival he is quick to grab the boy’s money but refuses a receipt or to return
his fees when Jakob then wants to leave. Intimidation is hardly an effective
method of recruitment and it is not long before the boy senses that the school
is in trouble. But Jakob becomes increasingly fascinated by this intelligent,
always irate and potentially enormously powerful man who doesn’t seem to have
even “begun to live” yet. He reminds us of the frustrated middle-class
bureaucrats or business men of that era (Kafka’s gigantic father was one),
whose desk-work hardly required them to use their abilities or initiative and
who then went home to their families as brutal disciplinarians, the only role
in which their strength and frustration could be directed to some end.
All the teaching at
the school is done by the unmarried sister, Lisa Benjamenta, whom Jakob always
speaks of as das Mädchen, the girl.
Like the mothers and nursemaids of that era, she is above all concerned with
the rules of polite and proper behavior: sitting up straight, rising when a
teacher or woman enters the room, keeping your hands still and out of sight,
waiting quietly for as long as required, eating up everything put on your
plate, being content, quiet and undemanding, helpful at all times, neat and
clean, keeping your mouth shut firmly and never laughing (laughter is seen as a
sign of disrespect). The students also learn the phrases of polite conversation
and how to play-act, how to entertain a lady, and the proper way to proceed in
a variety of circumstances. Manners are to be so deeply ingrained that they
have command of you rather than you of them, that it becomes impossible for you
to behave improperly. All learning is done by rote; thinking is strongly
discouraged. At the Institute Benjamenta the boys are moreover required to do
the household chores and they wear women’s aprons. The greatest crime in this
place is “Liederlichkeit”, slovenliness. (In Germany, where boys were not
normally sent to boarding schools, the generation of the early twentieth
century was raised by their nursemaids, mothers and grandmothers with enormous
value placed upon good manners, neatness and cleanliness.) In the dream in
which Lisa guides Jakob through his future life, much of which, she says, will
consist of hardship and sadness, her advice is always to accept what life might
throw up and to do so graciously and with patience. One can say that in the
Institute Benjamenta the boys receive a feminine upbringing to help them live
an unselfish, uncomplaining and unrebellious life of service.
But the education
provided by the Institute is not simply a matter of good manners and proper
behavior: of dressage. While the saber and helmet of a policeman, regularly polished
up by the boys, hang over the entrance to the rooms of brother and sister as
symbols of rule-abiding orderliness, Miss Benjamenta says good night in a
flowing white robe and the boys revere her like an angel. In contrast to the
way in which Jakob’s former male high school teachers were treated, the boys at
the Institute idolize Lisa Benjamenta as a higher being to be approached with the
deepest respect. Here they are not only taught to act like women; but woman
also represents for them all that is good and pure in life. In this woman’s world
Herr Benjamenta can have no function other than that of enforcing respect.
Apart from the
meager formal education in manners that the boys are given, they are also
encouraged to get to know their fellow students and value them for what they
are. Additionally, they are given a reasonable amount of spare time to roam the
city, make their own observations and occasionally indulge in boyish vices
which are, of course, kept in bounds by their impecuniousness. They are
certainly not held in seclusion but allowed to observe the society they will
one day serve. While never well informed, they are encouraged to feel well
integrated. Foremost among Jakob’s vices is smoking but just once he is also tempted
to visit an elegant brothel.
What are the
results of such an education? Most of the boys recruited to the school seem to
come from lower class backgrounds and have physical, intellectual, psychological
or moral deficiencies or peculiarities on which the school has little significant
influence. They later don’t cope well in employment. Some of them, like Hans
who is used to farm labor, will probably eventually become useful servants. But
from the moment of his arrival, Jakob is made aware of the star pupil Kraus who
is the pride of both educators. Kraus has special status and duties because he
is so reliably conformist. He is still incessantly and senselessly learning the
rules of the school even though they have long become second nature to him and
he is now quite incapable of breaking them. Kraus never laughs. He never wastes
time. His mission, as he sees it, is to admonish the other students to greater industriousness
and conformity. He is like a perfectly functioning automaton; when Jakob meets
him on arrival, the obsequiously bowing figure strikes him as no more than a
trained monkey and this quite horrifies him. But later Jakob learns to value
Kraus as his opposite, his sparring partner, and a well meaning if
intellectually limited human being. What Lisa Benjamenta’s regime does achieve,
is to focus attention on the positive in all things; thus the boys learn never
to be dismissive of others.
The other star
pupil, long not recognized as such, is the narrator himself, Jakob von Gunten,
who not only chose to come here for, it seems, commendable reasons but also
finds that his own passion for and interest in all things that are good and
righteous is catered to here. Jakob genuinely loves people; he tells us he is
more interested in their foibles, peculiarities and uncontrolled irritabilities
than in any of the wonders of nature. He is a passionate psychologist who never
tires of observing people. And strangely enough, the rule-bound milieu of the
Institute Benjamenta is the ideal laboratory for a rule-breaking observer like
Jakob because any challenge to the conformist’s unquestioned world arouses
extreme and fascinatingly telling reactions in such conformists . Jakob is not
out to trick or humiliate others and he is no moralist. He is simply in love
with the variability of life played out in its human form. In the end, both
sister and brother Benjamenta have to acknowledge that Jakob’s approach to life
is superior to their attempts to enforce virtuous conformism. Lisa: You, Jakob,
are quite slovenly compared with Kraus but you are the nicer person. And Herr
Benjamenta says: If there were no vices and mistakes, the world would lose warmth
and attractiveness and richness. Jakob himself puts it this way: Rules gild
existence. If rules try to prevent me from laughing then I get to feel what
true laughter is. One might sum up that submitting to discipline and then
defying it when the pressure becomes too great heightens one’s enjoyment of
life.
It is not only the
constant challenge to rules that characterizes Jakob’s philosophy of life. He
also believes that the genuine truths are to be found in the ordinary and
everyday, in all things that are unadulterated by intellectual and social
constructs. “I value only experiences. Humankind loses its courage to live with
all that discussing and comprehending and knowing.” This is the Impressionist’s
view of the world where the sudden flash of color, what seemed invisible or at
best marginal and momentary is what gives a situation life and reality. Jakob’s
experience of the world is acutely sensory. “One gains if one is in the middle
of the swirl and the effervescence. One has a good sensation in one’s legs, in
one’s arms and in one’s chest if one
endeavors to wind one’s way, properly and without hesitation, through all that
living commotion.” One of Walser’s favorite words is Reiz, also in reizen, reizend
meaning: stimulus, stimulate, attract, irritate, delight, delightful. It is the
Impressionist’s word par excellence. The Impressionist loves what can be sensed
rather than seen, what is fleeting rather than stable and permanent, what is
unique rather than characteristic. Kraus is a character. He has firm principles;
he never changes. But both Benjamentas are intelligent and honest enough to be vulnerable
to the irritants Jakob provides.
And this is where
the problems arise. Lisa Benjamenta is most truly herself in the world of the
Symbolist vision she arouses in Jakob and shares with him: the vision of
sorrow, deprivation and despair, just occasionally interrupted by moments of
enjoyment or ecstatic freedom, visions that have shaken off the concrete details
of everyday life and with them real life. She wants Jakob to accept his fate
patiently and graciously, not fight against it. Lisa will soon die and in spite
of his veneration for her, her announcement of her impending death does not
arouse shock and sadness in Jakob. She is too spiritual and ethereal to belong
to this earth. In Herr Benjamenta on the other hand, Jakob awakens a “starved
and imprisoned tiger” who fascinates him but whom he cannot understand or
control, who woos him one minute and tries to strangle him the next and who
will soon run off to a completely strange and unreal world with him.
“Sometimes,” Jakob tells us, “it seems to me as though I would never be able to
separate myself again from this man, this giant, as though the two of us were
melted into one.” In Jakob’s dream, dreamt at the wake of Lisa, Herr Benjamenta
takes him off to trade in the desert; later the dreamer then follows him to
India, where his former director has started a revolution and is soon elected as
ruler. This is a dangerous and unreal world of violent dreams of power and
conquest and for the boy it entails the experience of loss of self.
Of course, Johann
the painter too had advised his brother to rely on dreams for all the things
modern society would deny him. This dream world is the world which the new
Expressionist movement was conjuring up, a man’s world to replace the gentle
woman’s world of Lisa Benjamenta. It is also the world of WWI which would erupt
five years later, the world of revolutions and ideologies and eventually of the
terrible Second World War with its as yet unimaginable genocide. (The
Jewish problem is briefly touched on in
a conversation between Jakob and Kraus; its equation with the capitalist
problem here temporally, and as would emerge falsely, presents itself as a
satisfactory and non-racist solution.) Impressionism, with its alert awareness
of the beauty and interest of all that exists, in this case above all of the fascinatingly
variegated human psyche, is too ephemeral a style to provide a bulwark against the
long repressed strength, ability and violence of men like Herr Benjamenta.
Prior to his
seduction by this man, Jakob had had the occasional boy’s day-dream of
soldiering. In one dream he won a battle as the conquering hero; but he was then
happy to show compassion, pardon a traitor and lightly relinquish the promise
of power and glory his victory had held. In the second dream he had seen
himself as a cog in the giant machine of Napoleon’s army as it invaded Russia,
a marching automaton who would eventually collapse and die like his comrades. This
required a dedication to service similar to that advocated by Lisa at the
Institute. Earlier in the story Jakob had also told us that he had no wish to
travel to foreign lands, that for him truth lay in the reality of the everyday
that was close at hand. The dreams of power and conquest that come to him at
the wake of Lisa Benjamenta are not originally his own but seem to be those of
the man watching beside him whose ego has taken over his. Once the era of World
Wars and Revolutions had been inaugurated, the egos of many ordinary men were to
be consumed by the wild ambitions of the starved and imprisoned tigers in their
society.
At this point we
should remember that Walser’s novels generally also contain an autobiographical
strand. It is perhaps of interest that in 1929, twenty years after the
publication of Jakob von Gunten, the
author succumbed to schizophrenia. He would spend the remaining twenty-seven
years of his life in institutions. Towards the end of Jakob von Gunten the narrator eerily predicts: “A blow will strike
me one day, a truly annihilating blow, and then everything, all these
confusions, this longing, this ignorance, all this gratitude and ingratitude,
these lies and self-deceptions, this thinking-that-you-know–something and this
nevertheless-knowing-nothing will be over. But I want to live, no matter how.” It
is difficult to know how to speak of prophecy when it is sequestered in a work
of literature. Both Walser’s novel and his personal fate seem to predict the
inevitability of the dark schizophrenic destiny that befell twentieth century
Germany and the enthusiasm with which ordinary and sensitive men then turned
out to join in the madness of war.
Why did it all
happen? If we want our answer from Walser’s novel we will have to turn to the
gender split in twentieth century central European society as epitomized in the educational practices of the Institute
Benjamenta. We have here a society which believed it had resolved the threat of
latent male violence by making women predominantly responsible for the education
of children, including boys. It encouraged women to put in place an ethereally
gentle and kind yet at the same time repressive regime of strictly controlled behavior.
Meanwhile, men like Herr Benjamenta had become fettered to their by now
tediously desk-bound professions which gave them virtually no opportunity to
use their physical strength and intellectual ability. Men do not become
peaceful by being starved and imprisoned. And for all their reverence for
gentle femininity, young boys cannot be turned into quasi women who are
unsusceptible to the promise of adventure. In a trice, all the carefully
drilled habits of patient contentment
and obedience to rules would be blown away when a more masculine lifestyle
beckoned. The genetic predisposition of men that enabled them to be raiders,
hunters and defenders of tribe and territory is, as Jakob understands when he
chooses to become a student at the Institute, no longer suited to our modern
world; it needs to be modified and redeployed. But it cannot be simply
repressed.
Now we can perhaps
try to answer the question posed at the start of this essay: Why did Jakob
choose to submit himself to the Benjamenta training regime? Throughout the
novel he is always aware that he comes from a family of knights and warriors
and he is proud of them; but he also knows that their lifestyle and their
concept of honor is no longer relevant to modern life. If Jakob did, in fact,
beat up the teacher who was promoting an outworn image of masculine honor, he
would have had to realize how close beneath the surface his own violent
instincts lay and that he would need to bridle them. In contrast to Kraus,
Jakob did not allow the Benjamenta regime, which he always approached with a
critical mindset and where he had initially expected to find male teachers too,
to suppress his masculinity. This remained active in his teasing, challenging,
confrontational approach to rules. Where the frustrated giant Benjamenta was the
target, such challenges also required considerable courage for they could
easily end in brutal beatings and, as Jakob tells us, often did.
Jakob’s
rebelliousness is good-natured and constructive; he loves people and he wants
to understand how their minds work, something of great importance if society is
to change. In contrast to Walser’s contemporary, the psychoanalyst Freud, who concentrated
on dreams and built great mythologies of the mind often on the flimsiest of evidence
in true Expressionist fashion, Jakob’s method is based on observation and
experiment; his provocations and challenges are always experimental. But once
Lisa dies and the feminine regime she was in charge of collapses, this approach
can no longer work.
Lisa’s death, like
all else in the novel, is not simply the author’s invention. The motif of the
Ophelia-like death of the abandoned beautiful fin-de-siècle maiden who cannot
find happiness because her lover has other things on his mind and will not make
a commitment to her, is one of the most popular topics in early twentieth
century German men’s poetry. Jakob’s final dream of seeing a beautiful maiden, it
is not specifically Lisa, lying naked on a rug embroidered with flowers and
stars “that are kisses”, follows the pattern of the times, and the ribbon tied
to one of her legs like a mortuary identification tag and fluttering in the
wind, picks up Goethe’s well-worn image of the poet painting his love on a
ribbon intended for his lover. Such idealization of woman is dream and poetry,
not reality.
Though Jakob still
makes half-serious attempts to force Herr Benjamenta to procure him a job as a servant,
a job that would allow him to resume his research into the masculine mind and
modernity, the Director refuses; he has other plans. Now all that is left is
for the boy to follow his master’s trail, though Jakob seems by no means
reluctant to do so. The dream of trading with desert tribes and then rushing on
to cause revolution in India and take over the governance of that country,
closely parallels the historic path of the colonizer Britain. She had for the
past two centuries found new masculine challenges for her men-folk in the conquest
and control of non-western nations. This was a tactic she was hoping to deny the
German nations and which she did succeed in denying them after WWI. In
consequence it is not surprising that Britain was not the instigator of the
European wars of the twentieth century; her men were busy elsewhere. But
colonialism as a solution for the problem of unfulfilled masculinity would eventually
also collapse as the colonized nations sought their independence. This had, of
course, not yet happened when Walser published his novel in 1909.
More than Walser’s
other novels, Jakob von Gunten has a
disconcerting strangeness about it. It cannot be called surreal because there
are no real breeches of probability, though it may take a suspicious reader a
while to establish that. Since the story is told through the protagonist’s
diary entries with their personal and gradually changing perspective and their
legitimate and unavoidable selectiveness, it is hard to work out how much of
this strangeness is due to the boy’s immaturity and how much to difficulties
with orientation in unfamiliar surroundings: whether there is an element of
madness in the boy or in the author or, what seems perhaps more likely, in the
Institute Benjamenta itself and the society it represents. All we are aware of
is an uncomfortable feeling of things not being right and since we are given
minimal help in diagnosing the causes, our questions are likely to range in
many directions. Something is wrong but in the years prior to World War I, and
this novel was of course published five years before its outbreak, it is as yet
almost impossible to diagnose the exact nature of the malaise.
In my view, Robert
Walser’s most lasting contribution to the world of culture and ideas lies in
his psychological insights. By the time Jakob
von Gunten was written, these had already been explored in his two previous
novels, Geschwister Tanner and Der Gehülfe and as they can add a
dimension to the later novel, I shall briefly discuss them here. All three novels
are closely linked by the autobiographical dimension they share.
The first, Geschwister Tanner (1905), was written
in Berlin in the course of just a few
weeks . Walser had recently moved there and was staying with his painter
brother Karl. The publisher Bruno Cassirer, for whom Karl had done work, showed
an interest in a longer text by the author who had till then published only
short prose pieces. Walser was 27 at the time; he had been forced to leave
school at the age of fourteen after his mother’s death and had done two of the three
years of an apprenticeship in banking, with excellent results, before he became
restless and had to leave. For the next ten years he then moved from place to
place, mainly in Switzerland, doing whatever jobs were on offer, a worry to
other family members who would have liked him to have a safe and honorable
career. For the writer these years were, however, a storehouse of people and places and situations he could
later draw on.
Geschwister Tanner is about five siblings, all unusually gifted in
different ways. They are based on the Walser siblings. Simon, the youngest and
the central figure resembles the author; Kaspar, closest to Simon in age is
inspired by Karl, the painter; Klaus has his model in Hermann the oldest, a
geographer and academic; another brother who seemed to show particular promise,
Emil in the novel, Ernst in real life, ends up in a psychiatric institution and
has thus dropped out of the family; Hedwig is a primary school teacher like
Robert’s sister Lisa, who gave her name to the teacher in Jakob von Gunten; both Hedwig and Lisa had had to take on the care
of their mother in her final years of mental illness. In the novel, Simon and
Kaspar live together for a while and Simon stays with Hedwig for three months
when he is down and out; otherwise the siblings keep intermittent contact but
live separate lives. This closeness in concern and love but separateness of
lives, which allows individualities to develop fully, is central to the novel,
for individuality as the source of
creativity is its theme. And the real life models are important because
Walser’s psychology is based on the close observation of specific and unique
individuals whose combination of qualities is unpredictable and therefore
constantly astounding.
There is no story,
no action, no climax as we might expect in a novel: just characters. There is
even a teasing avoidance of drama, e.g. when the jilted husband of Klara, in
whose house Simon and Kaspar share a room (she had fallen in love with Kaspar)
fires random shots all night in the forest where the lovers are; then a little
later Klara wakes up the house with her scream. It turns out that she has just
had one of her fits; to our surprise, her husband is perfectly kind and
reasonable, and their separation after he has apparently gambled away their
house, is hardly considered worth a mention. Even Walser’s characters do not
really develop as we have come to expect in a novel; this is no Bildungsroman. The Tanners go about
their lives each doing their work, work that is ultimately of value to others
but more importantly, also allows them to be themselves. Klaus is the
exception. His dry academic career and sense of duty and propriety prevent him
from fulfilling himself or ever really comprehending what his creative brothers
with their intuitive approach to life, whom he would so love to help and advise,
are about.
Simon learns a lot
from Kaspar, who is primarily a plein air
landscape painter, in love with the beauty of his native country, creative
through joy at the fleeting wealth of nature around him which must be preserved
before it is lost, a careful observer, a dedicated, tireless and skilled worker,
a charismatic personality and yet someone whom even the love of women cannot
divert from his course. Kaspar later goes to Paris (rather than Italy with its
academic tradition which Klaus had suggested) where the Impressionists share
his airy, intuitive, joyful, reality based approach to painting. (A comment by
Hedwig that seems to allude to Degas’ Olympia
painting, also points towards Impressionism.) Intuition, joy, close
observation, individual experience of life is Simon’s formula too and even
before he begins to write, he practices his perspicacity and flare for words in
long speeches to those he encounters, speeches that people find quite strange
but also, as one after the other has to admit, interesting; “but you interest
me” rings like a refrain throughout the novel. Simon is, of course, also testing
out his future audience. The novel briefly introduces us to two unsuccessful
artists: Erwin, a painter who is too serious, heavy-handed, traditional and
religious in his approach to paint like his friend Kaspar and Sebastian, a
poet. Sebastian, we hear, was spoilt by early adulation and never completed his
education; he now avoids people who are not his audiences and spends the days in
an attic on his unmade bed or roaming in desolate forests and mountains. He
occasionally gets some help from a few kind people, like Hedwig, who take pity
on this tragic failure. But since he has no experience of life, he has nothing real
to communicate to others and his poetry makes no impact. One day Simon finds
him frozen to death in the forest. Simon
for his part, who of course also left school early, always tries hard to
support himself. And he is making sure he has plenty of experience of life
before he embarks on a career as a writer.
The three months
that Simon stays with Hedwig are also important for him. She supports him when
he can’t find a job locally and in return he does the housework and gardening
for her and thus lives almost like a woman. In his spare time he reads and experiences
nature and village life. But what is more important, the siblings talk to each
other during the many hours they have together each day; their childhood and
family is one recurring topic and this helps Simon to understand his background.
In talking with Hedwig, Simon also becomes intimately acquainted with the mind
of a woman, hears among other things of her dissatisfaction with the type of
teaching required of her and the barrenness of a life without love and family.
These conversations are rarely reproduced but we realize later why Simon has
such insight into family matters in the last chapter. If Kaspar was a good
artist, Hedwig is an unusually perspicacious and honest psychologist; her
conversation is invaluable training for a novelist.
Among other
things, Hedwig gives Simon an analysis of his own personality, the personality,
one might say, of an Impressionist writer.
You are a strangely unresistant and unscrupulous
person. What is asked of you, you do. You want everything that one wants
oneself. I think people could require you to do a good deal that is improper
before you would rebel. One can’t help despising you a little. I do despise you
just a bit, Simon! I know you won’t mind if you are told this. By the way, I
consider you capable of a heroic deed, if that’s what’s important to you. See,
I do have quite a good opinion of you. When you are around, one can permit
oneself anything. Your behavior releases the behavior of others from any
restrictions.[...] I have always been accustomed to treating you as inferior.
Maybe other people react similarly. You don’t give the impression of
cleverness, more of love, and you know how this feeling is generally assessed.
I don’t think your doings and concerns will ever be crowned with success, but that is unlikely to worry you [...]
People always have to get to know you before they trust you, and that takes
time. [...] Not many people will love you but there will be some who will have
great hopes for you. It is simple and good people who will like you; for your
stupidity can be quite considerable. [...] You will offend many, people will
call you insolent, and you will have uncouth enemies who will be quick to pass
judgment on you. They will make you sweat; but you’ll never be afraid of them. In
a larger company, where it is important to present oneself in a good light by
speaking well, you will always remain silent because you’re not interested in
opening your mouth when so many others are talking. Consequently, you will be
overlooked.[...] In contrast, some people who have met you will consider it a
privilege to open their hearts to you in private; for you know how to listen
and, in a conversation, that may well be more important than actually talking.
An Impressionist
writer, as here described, is more interested in listening than talking. He
doesn’t want to influence reality, he wants to see it as it is; but he will provoke
and challenge other people so as to gain reactions in order to better
understand them. He loves every living thing for its uniqueness and can’t bring
himself to pass judgment on others. He is curious about everything. You can’t depend
on him to support any party or cause but he could be drawn into some
undertaking before he knows what is happening to him. He has no plan for his
life other than experiencing to the full what comes his way. He is vulnerable
and may well end up being guilty by association. He has the mentality of a
servant who will do what the master he is currently working under tells him to do.
Hedwig, and in his way Klaus too, can see the dangers in such a personality for,
as educators, they stand within society while Simon and Kaspar are both
observers and outside it. There are those who blame the Germans’ servility to
authority for their susceptibility to dictatorship.
To return to the
topic of psychology. There were several approaches to this relatively new
discipline current at the time. Walser alludes to them in his novel. The
biological determinism of the Naturalist school (Gerhard Hauptmann’s Vor Sonnenausgang may serve as an
example) is suggested by the man whom Simon meets in a bar and who tells him the
story of Emil, the Tanner brother who has ended up in an asylum. Presumably
because their mother was also mentally ill, this man suggests that Emil’s
insanity may run in the family. Simon protests violently.
The “scars of
life” approach is also offered for consideration. We are, for example, given a
detailed account of Simon’s mother’s childhood. She grew up in a harsh and
isolated region of the mountains with parents so cruel to her that as a child
she had contemplated suicide. Later when she moved to the city and married, it
was in the middle of an industrial boom that brought prosperity to all classes so
that even the workers could live an irresponsible, hedonistic life. But none of
this explains the mother’s quick and irritable temper, her pride, the deep regard
other women felt for her, or her ultimate madness in any conclusive or
enlightening way.
Simon’s view, and
he almost certainly speaks for Walser here, is that each person is uniquely
constituted and must cope with his given personality in the way that best suits
him. It is not Emil’s genetic predisposition nor is it his association with
loose women that have led to the downfall of this gifted and unusually good-looking
person.
No, it can’t run in the family. I’ll deny that as long
as I live. It is simply bad luck. And it can’t be the women. You’re right when
you say it isn’t the women. Does it always have to be the fault of the poor
women when men get into trouble? Why don’t we think about this more simply?
Can’t it just be someone’s character, a grain of dust in the soul? (238)
Simon for his part,
who was of course ultimately destined to share his mother’s fate, never ceases
to work on himself even in times of poverty and misery. While he draws frequent
attention to the effect the seasons, the weather, the landscape, and a person’s
physical surroundings have on his wellbeing, his moods and his ability to cope,
such things are there to be enjoyed when they are helpful and ignored when they
are not.
Simon does,
however, recognize a developmental psychology of adolescence, particularly in
the case of boys whom he sees as almost universally destined to go through a
phase of rebelliousness, irresponsibility and violent enmities, enmities such
as that between himself and Kaspar before they grew up and became the closest
of friends.
Walser’s second
published novel, Der Gehülfe (1908), is
based closely on his period as secretary and general servant to an inventor and
unsuccessful entrepreneur who eventually goes bankrupt. What Walser in the
guise of Joseph points to here are the extraordinary inconsistencies within the
personalities of individual people. In the case of his boss, there is the man’s
intelligence, competence and generosity on the one hand and his total inability
to deal rationally and effectively with his financial problems on the other. In
the case of his wife, it is her ladylike and dignified kindness as opposed to the
irrational hatred she bears one of her little daughters. It is clear to Joseph that
the child is already severely affected by the cruel treatment she constantly
has to endure. Though Joseph draws the mother’s attention to all this, she
seems to have no wish or ability to change her behavior, perhaps, he suggests,
because the hated child resembles herself unflatteringly. To his horror, Joseph
himself then notices that he too is favoring the favored child: an expectation
of kindness, he realizes, attracts kindness. Joseph’s impulse here is not to be
simply an observer and unscrupulous supporter of wrongdoing, but to intervene
and enlighten. It seems he has taken to heart Hedwig’s criticisms from the
earlier novel. Unfortunately, his subordinate and dependent position in this
household makes effective intervention almost impossible. All the same, though
he is very aware of their faults, Joseph finds that he is genuinely fond of
both husband and wife and grateful for their generosity and companionship.
Even in Der Gehülfe, Walser is still promoting
what I have called his psychological Impressionism, his belief in unique,
complex, unpredictable and lovable characters who must, however, learn to take
responsibility for themselves and their problems. This implies a belief in free
will and human pride, along with a love of the infinitely fascinating and beautiful
variability of the world. But the oncoming age, an age of one issue ideologies (in
the case of Freud based on the preeminence of sexuality, in Lenin’s of class
and in Hitler’s then of race ), the age of dictatorships (in the case of Freud we
have the dictatorship of the psychoanalyst for whom a patient’s intuitions can
only ever be deviously false), the age of myths (be they of Oedipus, or a
classless society, or Germanic superiority), and the age of pseudo-science and declamatory
posters was gaining ascendency in Europe. In literature, this was the Age of
Expressionism, with its love of theories and abstractions and exaggerations and
simplifications, its pathos and propaganda, so different from all that Walser
had aspired to. In 1913 Robert Walser made the decision to return to provincial
Switzerland.
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