I read this book for the Mount TBR Reading Challenge hosted over
at My
Reader’s Block from January 1 – December 31, 2015. The challenge is to read
books that you already own.
The Adventures of Gerard
– Arthur Conan Doyle
After he knocked off Sherlock Holmes,
Conan Doyle wrote historical novels and short stories. The short stories
would be printed in magazines and then bundled in hardcover. The stories
featuring the infamous Brigadier Gerard were collected first in The Exploits of
Brigadier Gerard (1896) with a second collection appearing as The Adventures of
Gerard (1903).
Numerous of Conan Doyle’s ancestors served in the Napoleonic Wars, so he read
widely about that conflict in both French and English. So the historical
background is trustworthy. But the emphasis is the comic sides of the main
character and his often swashbuckling though absurd adventures. Etienne Gerard, a colonel of the Hussars of Conflans, is a
classic clueless guy that doesn’t know how clueless he is.
You would think his
self-satisfaction, his boasting, and his narcissistic blindness, would get old
but joke never gets tired.
You
will sympathise with me. Up there I had been the model for every officer of my
years in the army. I was the first swordsman, the most dashing rider, the hero
of a hundred adventures. Here I found myself not only unknown, but even
disliked. Was it not natural that I should wish to tell these brave comrades
what sort of man it was that had come among them? Was it not natural that I
should wish to say, "Rejoice, my friends, rejoice! It is no ordinary man
who has joined you to-night, but it is I, THE Gerard, the hero of Ratisbon, the
victor of Jena, the man who broke the square at Austerlitz"? I could not
say all this. But I could at least tell them some incidents which would enable
them to say it for themselves. I did so. They listened unmoved. I told them
more. At last, after my tale of how I had guided the army across the Danube,
one universal shout of laughter broke from them all. I sprang to my feet,
flushed with shame and anger. They had drawn me on. They were making game of
me. They were convinced that they had to do with a braggart and a liar. Was
this my reception in the Hussars of Conflans?
With bravado, confidence,
and joie de vivre, Gerard is amusing, to be sure. Conan Doyle, however, never
makes heroism silly. Near the end, Gerard says, “[T]he memory of a great age is
the most precious treasure that a nation can possess.” A romantic reader can’t help think about that, though
the source is Gerard.
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