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- BOOKS, Page 82"The Wild Tread of God"
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- By MARTHA DUFFY
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- KILLING MISTER WATSON
- by Peter Matthiessen
- Random House; 372 pages; $21.95
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- Events of this rangy, ambitious novel are seen through the
- scrim of the author's wrath. Long before terms like environment
- or ecology came into common use, the rich, fragile jungle of
- the Everglades was destroyed, its birds and beasts annihilated,
- its waterways choked. The men responsible might never have
- heard of the word habitat, but they knew what they were doing,
- and for some, at least, hardness was tinged with a mute regret.
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- The ruin of the Everglades between 1880 and 1910, especially
- by hunters of egret and flamingo plumes and alligator skins,
- is a likely topic for novelist and naturalist Peter Matthiessen
- (Far Tortuga; The Snow Leopard). Matthiessen has made the
- despoliation of the planet, as well as the ways in which men
- who work close to nature survive, his main concerns. Lord knows
- he has done his homework, and he details the destruction
- repeatedly and with bite. Here is how Bill House, a hardy plume
- hunter, sees the history of the region: "The Injuns was taking
- some egrets, trading 'em in with their otter pelts for
- gunpowder and whisky. The rookeries over by Lake Okeechobee,
- they was shot out in four years . . . If you recall that plumes
- would bring exactly twice their weight in gold, you can figure
- out why men fought over rookeries, and shot to kill."
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- Ed Watson was great in local myth, a man who shot up the
- best rookeries during the breeding season -- something that
- other hunters would not do. Watson had made two or three modest
- fortunes, lost them, collected women and offspring along the
- way, and killed any number of people, though no one knew how
- many murders were real and how many tall stories. The book's
- opening scene describes Watson's execution by a band of his
- Chatham River neighbors who ambushed him from the banks as he
- put-putted up to his dock in one of the first motorboats folks
- had ever seen. Thirty-one bullets were used to lay this legend
- to rest.
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- In this novel, based on a true story, Matthiessen is pretty
- good at mythmaking himself. From the evidence he gives, there
- is no reason to think the real Edward J. Watson was much more
- than a serial killer with trading smarts that were offset by
- lethal outbursts of meanness. But the reader doesn't see much
- of that side. Oh, Watson beats his son every Sunday and throws
- a half-caste mistress off his land when she becomes
- inconvenient. But the narrative, which is told in 36 short
- chapters by ten locals, mostly mixes awe and dread, along with
- a certain aw-shucks accommodation. Outsize characters,
- Watson's workmen and neighbors seem to think, have their little
- crotchets.
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- What a man among men! Sammie Hamilton observes, "Ed Watson
- were . . . as good a farmer as has ever cleared a piece of
- ground; he could make anything grow." Henry Thompson marvels
- at his skill on the waters: "One of the best boatmen on this
- coast." And lest anyone get the idea the man's skills were
- laboriously acquired, Thompson adds, "Mister E.J. Watson could
- hear a frog fart in a hurricane."
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- The process of making Watson larger than life somewhat
- undermines the larger, tougher themes of the book. Elsewhere
- the author's moral anguish is inescapable, and he can write
- like an avenging angel. His human sympathies range widely, from
- blacks who count neither as men nor animals, to Choctaws who
- are just slightly higher on the scale of outcasts, to Watson's
- pretty daughter, who at 13 is virtually sold into marriage and
- three years later still plays skip rope in the streets of Fort
- Myers, Fla.
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- Matthiessen frames his story in the buffetings of tides and
- storms. Not for nothing is Watson slaughtered shortly after the
- passage of Halley's comet and a mighty hurricane. The weather
- is always restless, "the wild tread of God" often heard and
- felt. Occasionally the terrain gets cluttered. But Matthiessen
- is a man who can write his way out of any storm. What an
- old-timer says of his wood pony applies equally to Matthiessen:
- He can "turn on a dime and give back nine cents change." On a
- good day, maybe even eleven.
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