Wednesday, April 17, 2024

The Which Way Tree by Elizabeth Crook

The question come to us then as to whether we was tracking the panther or if, by some unknown hand we was dealt, the panther might be tracking us. I am uneasy to wonder at it even now, and I was sure uneasy at that time. I had seen the size of that panther twice. I had beat its hind end as it gone up the tree after Sam on the night it done in Juda. I had seen the lantern light in its yellow eyes in the goat pen. But the thought of them eyes being on me whilst I slept, and watching me in the dark unawares, was a worse thing to think about than meeting face-on with the creature. It give me a frosty feeling in my soul.

Benjamin Shreve is a young boy living in the Hill Country of Texas during the Civil War. His half-sister, Samantha, is the daughter of his father and his new wife, a formerly enslaved woman named Juda. One day, when Benjamin's father is away, a panther attacks Samantha, leaving her scarred--"cat-marked," as one character later calls it--and kills Juda, who leaps into defend her daughter. Samantha becomes obsessed with tracking and killing the panther, and when it returns years later, she ushers herself and Benjamin into an adventure that will encompass a genteel Mexican horse thief, a kindly preacher, a ragged old panther-hunting dog, and a two-bit criminal named Clarence Hanlin.

The jacket copy of The Which Way Tree compares it to Clinton Portis' picaresques like Dog of the South. I don't know about that, but I'll let you know soon enough. What it reminded me most of, actually, was Huck Finn. The Which Way Tree is narrated by Benjamin as a series of letters to a Texas court judge, who is intent on trying Hanlin in absentia for the murder and robbery of a traveling party. Benjamin knows Hanlin is guilty, and was the last one to see Hanlin alive, and the whole story, which Benjamin tells over the course of several long missives, is, ostensibly, a way to help the judge understand what happened to Hanlin and how. Benjamin's voice is one of the best aspects of the novel. It has a rustic quality, like Huck's, and like Huck an insight belied by the voice's obvious youth. The simplified language of a young teen, steeped in backcountry ways, without a need or capacity for flights of prose, makes the novel brisk and readable.

Benjamin makes allusions to a book he's picked up somewhere called The Whale, one of the few he's ever owned or read, but he claims to have read it cover to cover more than once. The parallels are so obvious, you don't really mind when Crook spells them out: Benjamin's sister Sam is like Ahab, obsessed with bringing down the panther, whom we learn is a legendary mankiller called Demonio de Dos Dedos--the demon of the two toes, an allusion to the bits of the cat that Juda chopped off with her cleaver in saving her daughter's life. The adventure itself could be a little cinematic for my tastes--too much action, too little clarity and insight--but time and again, both Sam and Benjamin must confront the tension between a desire for vengeance and other human needs, like family, kindness, and belonging. Benjamin accuses Sam of being so caught up in bloodlust that she is blind to the way that he has taken care of her since their parents' deaths, and he's right. It's the essential goodness in Benjamin that the judge recognizes over the course of their apparently long correspondence. But vengeance is a hard thing to break free from, and the closer they get to the panther, the more intensely it burns.

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