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This is an amazing new opportunity promoting undergraduate research in Special Collections. See here for more info and for the link to apply: https://library.uoregon.edu/undergrad_scua_internship Thanks so much for attending Cynthia Herrup’s wonderful talk, Why Pardons Fail. Above is the 1612 Geneva Bible printed by Robert Barker discussed in the previous post on this blog, that we had on view, among much else, at […] You may have read the story in the Oregonian about the discovery of a Geneva Bible at Lewis and Clark. /books/index.ssf/2016/09/1599_bible.html We also have a Geneva Bible from 1611; it is here if you are interested in calling it up: The Bible: translated according to the Ebrew and Greeke, and conferred with the best translations […] Thanks to a third year of funding from the Oregon Humanities Center and from the Andrew W. Mellon Fellowship of Scholars in Critical Bibliography at Rare Book School (UVA), as well as to support from our co-sponsors, Special Collections and University Archives and the Clark Honors College, we are pleased to announce this year’s roster […]
Thanks to Paula Findlen, the audience, and all our sponsors for a fantastic conclusion to the ORBI 2015-16 lecture series, with a talk on the global networks behind Athanasius Kircher’s China illustrata. Here are some photos and call numbers of select rare works from the display. Athanasius Kircher, Athanasii […] Arnoldus Montanus, Atlas Chinensis: being a second part of A relation of remarkable passages in two embassies from the East-India Company of the United Provinces to the Vice-Roy Singlamong and General Taising Lipovi, and to Konchi, Emperor of China and East-Tartary, trans. John Ogilby (London: Johnson, 1671), 701. UO Special Collections and University Archives, Warner […] Below please find the list of the works from Special Collections we examined together for Beth Yale’s visit. Thanks to Bruce Tabb for collecting the call numbers. John Evelyn, Silva (London: Scott, 1706). 634.91 Eu22 The Survey of Cornwall Richard Carew, 1555-1620.; London, Printed for S. Chapman, D. Browne […]
“Disorderly Nature and Biological Diversity: Aristotelian Environmentalism in Historical Perspective” Malcolm Wilson, Classics, University of Oregon Wednesday, February 10, 2016 Paulson Reading Room 4:45 pm “Writing the Nation: Correspondence and Collaboration in Early Modern British Science.” Elizabeth Yale, Center for the Book, University of Iowa Wednesday, March 16, 2016 Paulson Reading Room 4:45 pm “Alexander von Humboldt and the Crucible of the Tropics.” Ralph Bauer, English, University of Maryland Tuesday, April 5th, 2016 Knight Browsing Room, 4:00 pm “Thinking about Captain Cook: Narrative and Engravings for the Pacific Voyages”and Amanda Schmidt, Graduate Student, English April 20th, 2016 Paulson Reading Room 4:45 pm “Why Write a Book on China? Athanasius Kircher (1602-80) between Rome and the World” Paula Findlen, Ubaldo Pierotti Professor of Italian History, Stanford University Thursday, May 5th, 2016 Knight Browsing Room, 4:00 pm
The thing about happiness, Julian Barnes remarked in his novel “Talking It Over” (1991), is that “you can’t expect it to come flopping though the door like a parcel.” You’ve got to be responsible for delivering your own.A few years ago, the journalist and memoirist Rinker Buck was broke and moldering at his job with The Hartford Courant. He’d put on some weight and begun to hate himself.As he puts it early in “The Oregon Trail: A New American Journey”: “I had become that familiar subspecies of the North American male, the divorced boozehound with a bad driving record and emerging symptoms of low self-esteem. I knew that I had to escape.” His notion was that primal American one: road trip.Mr. Buck’s road trips — or his escapes, at any rate — have never been quite like other people’s. In 1966, he and his older brother, at 15 and 17, rebuilt an old Piper Cub and became the youngest aviators to fly coast to coast, an experience he recounted in “Flight of Passage” (1997).
I haven’t read “Flight of Passage,” but his description of the trip here makes me long to: “We navigated out past the Rockies without a radio, with just a wobbly magnetic compass and a shopping bag full of airmen’s charts.”In “The Oregon Trail,” Mr. Buck, now in late middle age and late middle funk, heads west again in a bumpy and improbable manner. Along with a different brother, Nick, he sets off to travel the length of the Oregon Trail — 2,000 miles and six states, from Missouri to Oregon — in old-world fashion: in a covered wagon with a team of mules.No one had attempted this arduous journey in more than a century, probably with good reason. While a great deal of the original trail (“trails,” plural, is more accurate) still exists in something like its original state, much has been paved over, often by major Interstates. The puzzled brothers pore over maps. A pretty good alternative title for this book could be borrowed from Bruce Weber’s documentary of Chet Baker, “Let’s Get Lost.”
There’s a lot going on in “The Oregon Trail,” a book that’s absorbing on shifting levels. Fundamentally, it’s an adventure story, one in which the Buck brothers find themselves in some legitimately harrowing situations involving cliffs, rivers, runaway mules and low water supplies in the desert. Mr. Buck is also a capable historian, and he delivers concise primers as he moves along. More than 400,000 pioneers made the trip from the Missouri River to the Pacific Coast in the 15 years before the Civil War, he notes, in what was probably one of the largest single land migrations in history. These dangerous treks “virtually defined the American character,” Mr. Buck writes. They might have seemed to be about self-reliance, he suggests, but they were also about community and in many cases government assistance. He writes well about “the myth of Indian savagery,” about disease and con artists on the trail. He relates desperate stories and introduces us to some of the trail’s notable travelers.
He’s particularly winning on how, as he puts it, “the vaudeville of American life was acted out on the trail.” Men could chase their hats in that prairie wind for half a mile. “Dozens of pioneers would report in their journals that they had simply followed the debris field all the way to the Columbia River.” Mr. Buck sees this vaudeville play out in the work of American historians, too, and he calls them out on their pretensions. He spends a lot of time on mules and wagon traffic along the Oregon Trail, and suggests that these topics are often ignored “because it is a lot more prestigious for professional academics to sound learned about Senator Thomas Hart Benton or the Missouri Compromise than to actually know something about America’s basic means of transportation for a century — wagons and mules.”This book is streaked with cogitations on family. Mr. Buck is still coming to terms with his father, a larger-than-life if remote figure who took his family on a similar, if shorter, wagon trip in the late 1950s in rural New Jersey and Pennsylvania.
There’s a Felix and Oscar dynamic to Mr. Buck’s relationship to Nick, a Falstaffian autodidact with a Fu Manchu mustache who is also, the author writes, “one of the great team drivers of his generation.” The author is bookish and tidy, his brother, who lives in Maine, not so much. “If I am depressed or have writer’s block, I spend the afternoon logging in the woods or ironing my Brooks Brothers shirts,” he writes. “Nick buys a new Carhartt shirt at Reny’s Discount in Damariscotta and breaks it in by using it as an oil rag on the way home.”The many layers in “The Oregon Trail” are linked by Mr. Buck’s voice, which is alert and unpretentious in a manner that put me in mind of Bill Bryson’s comic tone in “A Walk in the Woods” (1998), his book about hiking the Appalachian Trail. Mr. Buck lets fly sarcastically on topics like the idiocy of R.V. drivers. (“True erudition rides behind those windshields.”) Just as often, however, he and his brother are out there living like a ballad come to life, tuned into the “vast soulful horizons” and sensing they are “living a stanza of Walt Whitman.”