Sylvia , a 9-year-old girl, is driving her cow home through the woodlands of the Maine countryside. She worries about being late because her mischievous cow, Mistress Moolly , hid from her, but her grandmother, Mrs. Tilley , understands how much Sylvia enjoys exploring the woods while caring for the cow. Sylvia feels so much excitement and wonder in the country, a contrast to the first eight years of her life, where she felt stifled and withered living in a manufacturing town. The hunter explains that he became lost while searching for birds in the woods and asks if he could stay the night at her house. Sylvia is hesitant, still shy around the stranger, but when they return home, Mrs.
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How nature serves as the setting of the story 3. All day, the sun has been shining with spring-like warmth. Now, the small bushes, the old ivy ranking along the wall, and the red maple tree at the far edge of the backyard have turned golden in the descending evening sun. I can hear its cheerful whistle — and I believe Sylvia would have enjoyed listening Thus, it is hardly surprising that there is a large amount of secondary literature dealing with various aspects of the story.
Complexity, however, means that each aspect is connected to the others. I imagine a big net: every single little knot is tied to the others. Only this makes them a functioning net. Although, in the following, I will focus on untying only one of those knots, stumbling on others will necessarily happen. Heron", it soon becomes clear that nature in its various functions helps make the story that idyllic.
Then one can go a step further analyzing nature in "A White Heron". In fact, she is said. Her relationship towards nature was furtherly formed on many trips accompanying her father through rural and small-town Maine. In fact, she often personified the natural world believing that it was alive, that one even could communicate with it. This becomes obvious when Jewett states:. According to Sarah Way Sherman, God existed for Jewett only in detail and could only be experienced through "loving communion" with the created world.
Though it is a "beautiful place to live in" 5 , the girl longs for more space, which she finds in the nature surrounding her. Actually, Sylvia may be associated with the forest and its creatures.
After the Civil War the New England region converted from a region whose primary economy was based on the source of the sea to one which depended on industry, mills, railroads and cheap human labour Jewett experienced those changes and strongly resisted industrial progress. She felt a result of it would be the ruin of the natural environment.
In the following time on Mrs. The mean boy belongs to the noisy manufacturing center: "the great red-faced boy As already mentioned in the beginning, at first we find Sylvia happy in her rural setting. But then she meets the young ornithologist who is collecting birds and seeks to shoot a white heron, which he would like to add to his already rich collection of stuffed and preserved birds.
She finally overcomes this temptation. In the end she remains loyal to her companion. Josephine Donovan adds in her book Sarah Orne Jewett : "Once again the suitor [ the hunter ] is rejected in favor of a higher good: in this case that good is the preservation of the sanctity of the natural world against the destructive intrusion of this urban stranger. There is another motivation: being full of excitement, she imagines what it would be like to reach the vantage point of it.
She does not depend on the man, however appealing he may be to the woman in the girl, but instead finds her own way of enriching the knowledge of her world.
Sarah O. Atmosphere usually is the most important means of effectively creating the climax of a story. Having made the dangerous step from the oak tree to the pine, the tree first resists, scratching her arms and feet. At last the sun came up bewilderingly bright. Due to her need to be true to her own nature, which we found being tied to the nature surrounding her, she cannot sacrifice the white heron, therefore avoiding sacrifying her own integrity.
It is well into the night now and strangely calm outside. The small blackbird must long be gone Blanchard, Paula. Sarah Orne Jewett: Her world and her work. Foresman, Scott. Glenview, Illinois: Harper Collins Publishers, Lauter, Paul General Editor. Second Edition. Lexington, MA and Toronto: D. Heath and Company, Renza, Louis A. Madison: Wisconsin Press, Sanders Mobley, Marilyn. Sherman, Sarah Way. Sarah Orne Jewett, an American Persiphone.
The function of nature in Sarah O. A S Anja Schaeffert Author. Add to cart. Contents: page 1. Introduction 2. Conclusion 6. Bibliography 1.
In fact, she is said to have surprised the villagers exploring the countryside on the back of her favorite horse all by herself. Later in her life Jewett expresses her affection for nature with the following words: "I shall remember as long as I remember anything a small seedling apple tree that stood by a wall in a high pasture at the White Hills, —standing proudly over its first small crop of yellow apples all fallen into a little almost hollow of the soft turf below.
This becomes obvious when Jewett states: "There was an old doctrine called Hylozoism, which appeals to my far from Pagan sympathies, the theory of the soul of the world, of a life residing in nature, and that all matter lives; the doctrine that life and matter are inseparable. Bibliography Blanchard, Paula. Sarah Orne Jewett. New York: Twayne Publishers, Inc. Heath and Company, Renza, Louis A. Jewett, ibid, p. Sign in to write a comment. Read the ebook.
A White Heron
The woods were already filled with shadows one June evening, just before eight o'clock, though a bright sunset still glimmered faintly among the trunks of the trees. A little girl was driving home her cow, a plodding, dilatory, provoking creature in her behavior, but a valued companion for all that. They were going away from whatever light there was, and striking deep into the woods, but their feet were familiar with the path, and it was no matter whether their eyes could see it or not. So Sylvia had to hunt for her until she found her, and call Co'! If the creature had not given good milk and plenty of it, the case would have seemed very different to her owners. Besides, Sylvia had all the time there was, and very little use to make of it.
'A White Heron,' by Sarah Orne Jewett
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