Summary: Edward Sydney
is discovered as a baby in a garden hedge. He is taken under the wing of a local
gentleman, Mr Hasleden, and grows up believing that
Haslenden is his father. Only after
Haslenden’s death does he discover the truth of his childhood. No one knows where he is really from; his
only clue is a rich brooch that was found with him in his basket.
Determined to seek his fortune, he sets forth to Verdopolis, a city in Africa
known for its wealth and power. There he
meets the Marquis of Douro and through his influence becomes a prominent member
of the city in the hope that he will be able to discover his heritage.
About the book: Written when she was 17, the Foundling is set in the fictional African city of Verdopolis (also known as Glass Town). It was a setting that was common to the Bronte siblings, in which they would write tales for each other using characters that were based a set of toy soldiers.
(Spoiler warning! Although I've tried to keep the following mostly spoiler free, for the sake of discussion some plot points are revealed!)
My thoughts:
This is a weird book.
You can look at it in one of two ways; as a story on its own merits, or
as glimpse into a history.
I’m going to admit – despite being aware of the Bronte’s
works I’ve never read any of them before.
I have a “backlist” of classics
that I dip into between my fantasy and sci-fi reads, but I’ve not made it as
far as having a look at Jane Eyre or Wuthering Heights… so when someone
recommended the Foundling as a fantasy I was excited and interested. I’d get to read a classic author writing in a
genre I love.
And here’s the bizarre thing; it is a fantasy… but that’s
entirely incidental. The story is
actually about this young man’s place in society. The characters are fine, and the setting is
interesting enough, but any magic comes in the form of deus ex machina;
literally. How so? Well the Bronte siblings actually appear as
characters in the book; the all powerful genii, and use their God like powers
to change the outcome of the character’s actions.
As such, as a tale, it feels entirely pointless. The mystery set up – who is Sydney really? Is easily solved without any struggle. (Someone just tells him in the end). The circumstances of him ending up in a hedge
as a baby is a strange and magical tale, but again, he must do nothing to
discover this; it’s just explained in the same part of the telling. There are no consequences to the villain’s
actions, with the genii undoing that plot and forbidding any retribution or
revenge upon them.
Although it’s interesting to see the city as Sydney arrives,
he is whisked away from the every day and we don’t really get to learn how
Verdopolis works or why the people there hold such strange attitudes. (It does not worry them at all to see
children burned alive… and as suddenly as this is revealed to Sydney’s horror,
he seems to forget about it very quickly as this is never brought up or
mentioned again.) Sydney’s attitude
towards people switches in an instant, as does, it seems, the city residents
thoughts towards him, from dislike to respect to friendship, with little reason.
However, you have to put this book in context; it was part
of a series of entertainments written for family. It wouldn’t be fair to say that the
characters turn up with the assumption that you know who they are already –
because we are not the intended audience and the intended audience did know who these characters were. Likewise, what point in going into detail
explaining a city that the intended audience not only was already familiar
with, but had a part in creating?
From storytelling games with my siblings I can say that we
would discuss stories around writing them down, or write silly things that were
jokes for our own amusement. Maybe the
genii appearing and fixing everything came as a reference to a conversation
they’d had, or just to please a younger sibling by portraying them with great
power to rescue their favourite characters from doom?
And this is what makes the book interesting. You get a glimpse into the imagination of a
young Victorian family’s games and imaginations, as well as seeing a “practise”
for their future works. The writing is
good, with great imagery and imaginative characters. So, for all I found the tale lacking, I have
to forgive it on the grounds that it was never meant for me; I get the feeling
that if it had been, it wouldn’t have lacked those plot points and explanations
to round it out. Not to mention, the
writing is still excellent, anyway.
I’d say that if you’re looking for a standalone fairytale or
fantasy story, this isn’t it, and you’ll be disappointed. However as a piece of history it is a
fascinating work, and I could imagine for any Bronte fans it would be of great
interest to see this early piece of Charlotte’s writing.