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Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. No current Talk conversations about this book. Beautifully written. ( ) This clunker is about "the greatest figure in American secondary education," Francis Prescott, told through the eyes of his students, colleagues, and family members. This aggregate storytelling makes him seem unknowable. While we are constantly made aware of Prescott's greatness and influence, we never really understand why he is held in such esteem. The novel is at pains to show his foibles and mistakes, as if to counter its otherwise glowing portrait, but these come off as gun shy---showing Prescott not as fallible, but as righteous and misunderstood. Worse, the novel is melodramatic and saccharine, and it is replete with absurd dialogue: "You couldn't face the idea of letting the world see that I was Charley's mistress!" or "[P]oor Day wanted my affection and knew he wasn't getting it, and he accepted this just as he accepted everything else. Just as I'm sure he accepted that last horrible dive into the blue of the Pacific!" Elsewhere, Auchincloss shows off his lack of imagination. There's a psychoanalyst named Dr. Klaus. The women are mentally ill or rebellious. And there's this chestnut: "Charley had read with passionate interest the first of Proust's novels and had been taken by Mr. Havistock to visit the author in his cork-lined room. I suppose the journal was his own recherche du temps perdu." The absorbing fictional story of a man who founded a boarding school for boys near Boston in the early 1900s. I couldn't get enough of the views of this man through the eyes of those orbiting around him - and finding out a lot about those observers as well. Solidifies Mr. Auchincloss' status as one of my favorite authors. 4727. The Rector of Justin, by Louis Auchincloss (read 14 Jul 2010) An account of the rector of a boys' school in Massachusetts (fictional) like Groton, where the author went to school. It shows the Rector in various ways, through the eyes of an admiring young master, an admiring trustee of the school, a non-admiring daughter, a boy who had a major run-in with the Rector, etc. I guess I still identify more with the student, so I did not like the rector, on balance. The book is less bland than Goodbye Mr. Chips, and less sentimental and I admit I liked this book less than I did James HIlton's masterpiece. Beautifully written, insightful, well-crafted. Auchincloss's subject, Frank Prescott, is the dynamic, devout, idealistic founder of a first-rate boys' school in New England, and Auchincloss richly conveys the singleminded determination that leads to his success. But Prescott's achievement is leavened with deep disillusionment late in his life, as his legacy takes a turn independent of his original vision. Prescott is portrayed through the memoirs of five people he influences, all of which happen to be collected by a sensitive young man who becomes a kind of acolyte of Prescott's later years. Every memoir reveals something new, and each is distinct, interesting, and surprising in its own way. Here is my favorite paragraph of the book, from page 304, as Brian, Prescott's biographer, considers the family life of the wealthy businessman David Griscam: "Yes, I saw them, those three little rooms, dusky and elegant, polished and neat and efficient, with a small residue of the best bibelots, and Mrs. Griscam writing checks on the cash saved at her slender-legged escritoire. And I saw Sylvester and Doris, happy in a Tudor cottage in Rye and Amy traveling from horse show to horse show. They needed money--oh , yes, they needed plenty of money, more money than I could even visualize--but they didn't need the heavy minted coin in which Mr. Griscam sought to entomb them. They didn't need, or in the least want, the big solid stone house, the shiny town car with the spoked wheels, the thick glass-grilled doors, the pompous porte-cochere, all the external paraphernalia of wealth without which men of Mr. Griscam's generation couldn't quite believe it existed. Poor Mr. Griscam, he had provided all the things that nobody wanted because, as the child of a bankrupt, he couldn't even take in the fact that everybody did not need, like himself, the constant consolation of marble pillars!" no reviews | add a review
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