As luck would have it, I began reading this book completely
unaware of anything about it except its author—E. Nesbit. The copy I pulled (at
random) from my mom’s bookshelf one night when I was desperate for more reading
material (at the time my TBR pile was dangerously short for some reason) was an
older hardcover with no dust jacket, no blurb on the back, or really any other
indication of what sort of book it was. I’ve read several of Nesbit’s other
books for children, so I was sort of hoping this one (it had gilt lettering on
the spine) was for adults.
It was not, which I realized as soon as I opened it. This
copy was full of illustrations that immediately exposed Harding’s Luck as following a boy protagonist through various
adventures. Although disappointed that it wasn’t a more sophisticated story, I
wasn’t so deterred from reading it. In fact, for the first several chapters I
rather enjoyed it….
Dickie Harding is an Oliver
Twist sort of character, a young orphan boy living in
poverty with his “aunt” (really just his father’s landlady, who took Dickie in
as a sort of ward/servant after his father died). Dickie is crippled,
uneducated, and generally unloved. His only treasure is a possession given to
him by his father, a silver rattle he calls “Tinkler.” Without really
understanding what is missing from his life, Dickie longs for love, relatives,
friends, and (on a more general note) beauty.
Living in the slums of London, he longs for a garden, to see
green things and flowers grow. He secretly plants some “moon seeds” in a
neighbor’s yard, which grow into a mysterious plant valuable enough to get his
Tinkler out of hock when his aunt steals it and pawns it. It is at the pawn
shop that some of mysterious things about Dickie are revealed: first, the
pawnbroker notices that the rattle has a seal on it, indicating it once
belonged to a noble house; second, Dickie exhibits his passion for reading and
speaking “genteelly,” as he is able to change his accent to sound more posh and
also employs a sort of “book speak” by using vocabulary he’s read.
The pawnbroker shows an interest in this odd boy who looks
like a peasant but speaks like an aristocrat (when he wants to, anyway), but
otherwise no importance is attached to the incident at the time. Dickie goes on
with his life…which turns out to be one misadventure after another. While
running an errand for his “aunt” Dickie gets on the wrong train and ends up
accidentally running away, taking up company with a beggar named Mr. Beale who adopts him (or
rather, who Dickie adopts as a “farver”) and teaches him all sorts of scams.
Until this point the novel was very interesting, exploring a
sort of child protagonist that doesn’t come along very often. Dickie is
cheerfully dishonest, rather selfish, and also disrespectful of his aunt—though
she’s unpleasant enough to make that last fault understandable. It is when
Dickie starts an actual life of crime that the narrator chickens out. Instead
of allowing Dickie to be a criminal and thus allow for character growth and
reform throughout the story, Nesbit explicitly reminds the reader several times
that, although what Dickie did was wrong, he wasn’t a bad person because he
didn’t know it was wrong.
As a cop would say, ignorance of the law is no excuse!
Besides, it doesn’t make sense that Dickie was ignorant,
because he’s been shown to be a reader of heroic stories and therefore has some
idea of right vs. wrong. Even if he wasn’t well-versed in morality through this
aspect of his life, it’s also well-established that Dickie is highly observant,
clever, and quick to understand situations, so the idea that Mr. Beale could fool him about this is extremely far-fetched.
I would be inclined to forgive this had Nesbit continued in
an otherwise realistic vein. However, this was a sequel to a sort of
fantasy/time-travel book called The House
of Arden, and thus halfway through the book it quite jarringly changes
direction. Dickie gets some more of these magic moon seeds and plants them,
immediately falling asleep in the moon and—this is where the plot lost me—he
time-traveled back to the time of James I, where he was no longer
Dickie Harding, but rather the son and heir to Lord Richard of the House of
Arden. There he had a father, a mother, a baby brother, cousins, and a pony. He
also was no longer a cripple. He spends months in this new world, until he
begins to think this is reality and
his life in Edwardian England was the dream.
But then he wakes up. He’s back in London, and he rejoins his
“farver”—though now with a vastly improved moral compass that no longer will go
along with the scams or crimes, but rather insists that they get an honest
living. Dickie slowly begins to figure out how to travel between lives at will.
Even though it is difficult for him to leave his perfect life in the past, he
continues to come back for Mr. Beale in order to better his life. He uses the
education he gains in the past to get the reformed beggar started in a business of
training and breeding dogs. They buy a house and even furnish it. This would have been more interesting if it didn't come across that Dickie was now the "adult" of the duo.
Without completely spoiling the plot, I'll sum up by saying that Dickie started out as a promising street urchin, but the revelation that he is "high born" immediately transforms him into a perfect (and little protagonist. Granted, he actually has to go to some effort to accomplish his goal (unlike Andy and Chet from First at the North Pole), but I would have been much more interested in his character development if he hadn't been related to the Arden family at all.
Without completely spoiling the plot, I'll sum up by saying that Dickie started out as a promising street urchin, but the revelation that he is "high born" immediately transforms him into a perfect (and little protagonist. Granted, he actually has to go to some effort to accomplish his goal (unlike Andy and Chet from First at the North Pole), but I would have been much more interested in his character development if he hadn't been related to the Arden family at all.
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