The Bridge of San Luis Rey: A Novel
By Thornton Wilder and Tappan Wilder
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The authorized, original edition of Thornton Wilder's Pulitzer Prize-winning classic with a foreword by acclaimed author Russell Banks and an afterword by Wilder's nephew, Tappan Wilder, with illuminating documentary material about the novel and its rich literary history.
"As close to perfect a moral fable as we are ever likely to get in American literature." —Russell Banks
"There are books that haunt you down the years, books that seem to touch and stir something deep inside you. . . . Wilder's The Bridge of San Luis Rey is of this kind." —The Independent (London)
"On Friday noon, July the twentieth, 1714, the finest bridge in all Peru broke and precipitated five travelers into the gulf below." This immortal sentence opens The Bridge of San Luis Rey, one of the towering achievements in American literature, winner of the Pulitzer Prize, and a novel still read throughout the world.
Brother Juniper, a Franciscan monk, witnesses the tragic event. Deeply moved, he embarks on a quest to prove that it was divine intervention, not chance, that led to the deaths of the five people crossing the bridge that day. Ultimately, his search leads to a timeless investigation into the nature of fate and love, and the meaning of the human condition.
Thornton Wilder
Thornton Wilder (1897-1975) was an accomplished novelist and playwright whose works, exploring the connection between the commonplace and cosmic dimensions of human experience, continue to be read and produced around the world. His Bridge of San Luis Rey, one of seven novels, won the Pulitzer Prize in 1928, as did two of his four full-length dramas, Our Town (1938) and The Skin of Our Teeth (1943). Wilder's The Matchmaker was adapted as the musical Hello, Dolly! He also enjoyed enormous success with many other forms of the written and spoken word, among them teaching, acting, the opera, and films. (His screenplay for Hitchcock's Shadow of a Doubt [1943] remains a classic psycho-thriller to this day.) Wilder's many honors include the Gold Medal for Fiction from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, the Presidential Medal of Freedom, and the National Book Committee's Medal for Literature.
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The Bridge of San Luis Rey - Thornton Wilder
Dedication
To My Mother
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Dedication
Foreword by Russell Banks
Part One: Perhaps an Accident
Part Two: The Marquesa de Montemayor
Part Three: Esteban
Part Four: Uncle Pio
Part Five: Perhaps an Intention
A Nephew’s Note
Afterword by Tappan Wilder
Acknowledgments
Bibliographical Note
Reading Group Questions
About the Author
Books by Thornton Wilder
Copyright
About the Publisher
Foreword
Thornton Wilder’s Bridge of San Luis Rey is as close to perfect a moral fable as we are ever likely to get in American literature. Written near the end of the Roaring Twenties by a man barely out of his own twenties, it nonetheless feels, in its exquisite universality and ease of timeless application, ancient, classical, almost biblical. When we read the novel today, we nod in admiration, and we wonder at its uncanny ability to describe ourselves to ourselves in terms that are both essential to our species and particular to our times. One merely has to consider the central question raised by the novel, which, according to Wilder himself, was simply: Is there a direction and meaning in lives beyond the individual’s own will?
It is perhaps the largest and most profoundly personal philosophical inquiry that we can undertake. It is the question that defines us as human beings.
The novel begins precisely at noon on July 20, 1714, when a bridge on the Royal Road between Lima and Cuzco, the finest bridge in all Peru,
inexplicably collapses, and five people who happen at that moment to be crossing the bridge plummet to their deaths. The bridge seemed to be among the things that last forever; it was unthinkable that it should break.
A devout, metaphysically anxious Franciscan missionary to the natives, a man named Brother Juniper, witnesses the collapse of the bridge and almost at once asks of the event, "Why did this happen to those five? He is convinced that the accident cannot be other than
a sheer Act of God, and believes, therefore, that a scrupulously scientific examination of those five lives will reveal why they, and no one else among the thousands who might just as easily have been crossing to or from Lima at that moment, were killed. He decides to ferret out the facts of those lives:
He thought he saw in the same accident the wicked visited by destruction and the good called early to Heaven. He thought he saw pride and wealth confounded as an object lesson to the world, and he thought he saw humility crowned and rewarded for the edification of the city. Brother Juniper’s pursuit of
the facts of those lives will be a devout Christian’s scientific investigation into the will of God undertaken for the strict purpose of proving to his converts (
poor, obstinate converts, so slow to believe that their pains were inserted into their own lives for their own good") that our destinies are controlled by God and that, therefore, regardless of how skewed toward randomness and chaos and suffering all things seem, everything—even the apparently accidental collapse of a bridge—has a divine purpose.
As his investigation proceeds, we eventually learn, of course, that those five lives were not at all what they at first seemed to have been. They are a complex, engaging, all-too-human mix of characters who, by virtue of there being five, imply an entire community, perhaps even a species—one of the many reasons we can read the novel today and believe that it’s about us. We’re told first of the aged crone, the Marquesa de Montemayor, a widowed, lonely woman permanently alienated from her beloved daughter, Clara, who has fled her mother’s suffocating love to far-off Spain and married a count. The Marquesa compulsively courts her daughter’s favor with a series of voluminous, high-style, literary letters that portray the writer as a manipulative, self-pitying narcissist, although in time we learn that there is more, much more, to her character than that. As, one hopes, would be the case for any of us: if our secret lives were sufficiently examined and known, we would not seem better or worse than first thought; only more complex and mysterious.
Falling to her death with the Marquesa is the old woman’s maid and faithful companion, a convent-raised orphan girl named Pepita; she dies alongside a young man, Esteban, who, in despair over the death of his twin brother, has recently botched a suicide attempt and has reluctantly decided to begin his life anew by running off to sea. Also crossing the bridge that fateful noon was Uncle Pio, an aged Harlequin,
a literary man of the theater and retired adventurer who has devoted long years of his life to the tutelage and sponsorship of the great Peruvian actress Camila Perichole, now retired and living in rural seclusion. Accompanying Uncle Pio is a child, Jaime, the son of the famed actress, who has been given over to the old man to be taken back to Lima, there to be educated and protected by him just as she herself was years earlier. There are many memorable, gorgeously drawn, minor characters as well: the roustabout sea captain who saves Esteban from suicide; the sybaritic Viceroy of Peru, who makes Camila Perichole his mistress; the Abbess Madre María del Pilar, who rescues the orphans of Lima, including Pepita and Esteban and his twin brother, Manuel. But in the aftermath of the accident, it is the lives of the five who are killed that we, and Brother Juniper, come to know most intimately. Brother Juniper is our naïve, somewhat unreliable stand-in, and theirs are the fates that he and we must closely examine and contemplate. His investigation is ours. His conclusions, however, will not be ours. They will be judged heretical, and he will suffer terribly for having come to them.
The underlying assumption of the novel is that any one of us could have been on that bridge when it collapsed and threw five people into the abyss. According to Wilder, the plot, such as it is, was inspired in its external action by a one-act play by Prosper Mérimée, which takes place in Latin America and one of whose characters is a courtesan. However,
he goes on, the central idea of the work, the justification for a number of human lives that comes up as a result of the sudden collapse of a bridge, stems from friendly arguments with my father, a strict Calvinist.
It’s an argument, if not always friendly, that most of us have had at one time or another, if not with a Calvinist father or Jesuitical friend, then with ourselves. And we have learned that such an argument usually leads us to either a stubborn affirmation of belief or a rote recitation of material fact.
But as Brother Juniper notes, The discrepancy between faith and the facts is greater than is generally assumed.
The abyss that lies between the two is thickly layered with the mystery of the meaning of human existence, and if we are to penetrate those layers of mystery, which is, after all, the ultimate aim of every serious novelist, then we must, as Wilder says in an interview, pose the question correctly and clearly.
Surely, this argues that before we can ask what is the meaning of human existence, we must ask what is its nature. As with all great moral fables, this is precisely what is asked, and answered, by The Bridge of San Luis Rey. And if with this novel we do not penetrate to the very bottom of the abyss, to the final, defining mystery, we descend very near to it.
For thousands of years, readers in search of answers to such ultimate questions have turned to the moral fable. Its form and structure, rhetorical tropes, and stylistic conventions combine naturally and efficiently to dramatize the questions and propose answers that, in philosophical terms, must be not merely plausible but, in terms of our personal experience in the world, verifiable as well. The Bridge of San Luis Rey is both typical of the form and exemplary. In modern times, it’s a form that more often has attracted poets than fiction writers, and among the novelists only Nathaniel Hawthorne and Jorge Luis Borges have written moral fables that come up to this novel’s artistic and philosophical standards.
There is something about the antique tone and atmosphere of these works that allows one to achieve almost immediate liftoff from one’s mundane, day-to-day life and travel to a world of long ago and far away, where one can more easily consider ultimate matters. It’s perhaps a necessary element of fable. We begin in the real, factual world, but only in order to leave it. The first sentence of The Bridge of San Luis Rey tells us simply the historical fact that On Friday noon, July the twentieth, 1714, the finest bridge in all Peru broke and precipitated five travelers into the gulf below.
But by the time we have finished the entire paragraph, we have been transported to colonial Peru, to the Andes, to the provincial capital of Lima, where the ashes of the Inquisition and the Spanish Conquest still smolder—for his readers, an exotic, utterly unfamiliar world and one that Wilder himself would not visit until 1941.
In certain ways, the prose seems antique, although not in the least antiquated. It reads almost as if freshly translated from an eighteenth-century Spanish chronicle composed by a brilliantly lucid stylist. Wilder’s sentences are elegant, but never self-admiring, exquisitely balanced, yet not overformal, and complex without being elaborate. They are closer in construction and diction to Hawthorne’s sentences than to those of Wilder’s famous contemporaries, Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Faulkner, and Dos Passos. Appropriate to the form, it’s an aphoristic style, resembling that of wisdom-literature, as in, Now he discovered that secret from which one never recovers, that even in the most perfect love one person loves less profoundly than the other. There may be two equally good, equally gifted, equally beautiful, but there can never be two that love one another equally well.
Also typical of the form, but executed here with mild irony and aplomb, Wilder indulges in old-fashioned catalogues (He possessed the six attributes of the adventurer—a memory for names and faces, with the aptitude for altering his own; the gift of tongues; inexhaustible invention; secrecy; the talent for falling into conversation with strangers; and that freedom from conscience that springs from a contempt for the dozing rich he preyed upon
), broad symbols and flattened emblems, symmetries, parallelisms, and interlocking triangular relationships, reminding one at times of certain postmodernist writers like Milan Kundera and Umberto Eco. Though Wilder is in no way a writer’s writer,
The Bridge of San Luis Rey can be read as a writer’s manual of style.
The novel lives on, however, generation after generation, not for the excellence of its style or for the simplicity and efficiency of its construction or for the warm vividness of its characters. It lives on because it celebrates our conflicted, contradictory, eternal human nature, our essential humanity. We are the only species that does not know its own nature naturally and with each new generation has to be shown it anew. It is interesting, therefore, and possibly useful to consider this novel in the long and (at the time of this writing) still darkening shadow of the terrorist attacks on New York City and Washington, D.C., on September 11, 2001.
Our relation to those terrible events is not unlike Brother Juniper’s relation to the collapse of the bridge. On that day in September and over the months that followed, we all, thanks to the miracle of modern video technology, became witnesses to an event that defies our moral understanding and tempts us to try puzzling out the mind of God, hoping thereby to justify the ways of God to man. This was Brother Juniper’s obsession and his heresy. For many of us, it has become ours, too. And it was not merely appropriate, it was a necessary admonition, that, at the memorial service in New York for British victims of the attack on the World Trade Center, British Prime Minister Tony Blair chose to read the closing sentences of The Bridge of San Luis Rey: But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough; all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.
—Russell Banks
Saratoga Springs, New York
Part One
Perhaps an Accident
On Friday noon, July the twentieth, 1714, the finest bridge in all Peru broke and precipitated five travelers into the gulf below. This bridge was on the highroad between Lima and Cuzco and hundreds of persons passed over it every day. It had been woven of osier by the Incas more than a century before and visitors to the city were always led out to see it. It was a mere ladder of thin slats swung out over the gorge, with handrails of dried vine. Horses and coaches and chairs had to go down hundreds of feet below and pass over the narrow torrent on rafts, but no one, not even the Viceroy, not even the Archbishop of Lima, had descended with the baggage rather than cross by the famous bridge of San Luis Rey. St. Louis of France himself protected it, by his name and by the little mud church on the further side. The bridge seemed to be among the things that last forever; it was unthinkable that it should break. The moment a Peruvian heard of the accident he signed himself and made a mental calculation as to how recently he had crossed by it and how soon he had intended crossing by it again. People wandered about in a trance-like state, muttering; they had the hallucination of seeing themselves falling into a gulf.
There was a great service in the Cathedral. The bodies of the victims were approximately collected and approximately separated from one another, and there was great searching of hearts in the beautiful city of Lima. Servant girls returned bracelets which they had stolen from their mistresses, and usurers harangued their wives angrily, in defense of usury. Yet it was rather strange that this event should have so impressed the Limeans, for in that country those catastrophes which lawyers shockingly call the acts of God
were more than usually frequent. Tidal waves were continually washing away cities; earthquakes arrived every week and towers fell upon