Daily new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1897-1906, 1899-09-25

The Interesting History OF an Old
Time Novel That Is often Alluded
to In Literature and at Times Quot
ed Incorrectly.
Everybody, or nearly everybody, has
heard of the novel of "Frankenstein,
though 1t is not probable that many
persons read 1t nowadays. There are
SO many illusions to it in our litera-
ture, however, that one absorbs some
sort of notion of 1t 50 that he can
not help knowing that it is weird and
CHASTITY story about a monster, bat
whether or not Frankenstein Is the
monster even well Informed people do
not always know, showing that they
never read the story.
Sometimes we hear illusions to
"Frankenstein's monster" as in one Of
Charles Summers orations. where he
speaks Of the ''soulless monster of
Frankenstein, the wretched creation
Of mortal science without God" and
sometimes the reference is to Frank
enstein only, as If he were the mon
ster OF course Sumner, who was
very particular in his use of figures Of
speech, was right. When Mrs. Deland.
in her fine novel of sidney" makes
Major Lee say that christianity IS
Erankensteln, she sufiers the mayor
to talk nonsense.
The story Of this weird novel and the
circumstances under which it came to
be written are decidedly interesting
and may be told In a few words. The
facts are as follows:
In 1916 Mary Goodwin, afterward
Mrs. Shelley, eloped with Shelley, and
they took lp their residence near Ge-
neva, in Switzerland. They had Lord
Byron for a neighbor, and the three
passed much time together. Their con-
versation frequently ran on the occult
and the mysterious and Byron one day
proposed that each should write n
ghost story. All agreed and went to
work, but 1t was not long before the
two poets gave 1t up as a hopeless
task They could write poetry, but
they could not write stories.
Mary persevered and completed her
tale in the spring of 1917. When By
ron and Shelley heard it read, they
were surprised and delighted 1t was
| bound to be the novel of the century,
The name of it was 'sFrankenstein; or,
The Modern prometheus." It was inn
mediately sent to London for publica
ton and met with great success.
FrankenHtein is Swiss youth.
student at the University of Ingol-
stadt. deeply interested in the study of
chemistry and natural philosophy. He
resolves to penetrate the mysteries of
life and death and wrest from nature
the secret OF creation. After pYolone-
ed study he succeeds and discovers
how to impart movement and animal
ton to lifeless matter.
He then resolves to mold colossal
man. making him beautiful In form
and feature and Undue him with life
He carries on his work in studio far
from the habtations of man Iabass
long and secretly, and at last tAe WORK
is completed There in thu great room
lies the form and semb.s ii hj.
man being. perfect in al .i.s proper
tons Fran'.~"~tnin relates tifl. story
1T was ally night in Noycm-
Der that he accomplishment
of my tots. IN anxiety that al
most amcEN - agony | collected
the Instruments of life around me that
| might infuse spark of being into
the lifeless thing that lay at my feet.
sIt was already l o'clock in the
morning. The rain battered dismally
against the window panes, and my
candle was nearly burned out, when,
by the glimmer of the half extinguish-
ed light | saw the duh yellow eye of
the creature open. 1t breathed hard,
and a conclusive motion agitated its
limbs"
Slowly the immense creature arose,
and the artist, frightened at his own
work, fed away. Then he returns to
find his creation possessed of life and
every attribute of humanity except
soul. Nowhere can it find human sym
pathy. It is out of harmony with all
things about it, and after searching
the world In pursuit of happiness 1t
returns again to Frankenstein and de
mands that he make a companion with
whom it can live in sympathy and
love.
Frankenstein declines, and thence
forth the monster pursues him with
hatred and revenge. 1t Stays his broth.
ers and sister, his friend and his bride
1t follows him to Russia, to Siberia
and into the Arctic ocean, and there
creature and artist perish together. 1t
Is most uncaDsy story to read O.
nights.
Sir Walter Scott reviewed the novel
in The Quarterly, but while admitting
its power confessed he did not like it.
Our taste and our Judgment revolt at
this kind of writing. All rho critics