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THE COLONY OF UNREQUITED DREAMS by Wayne Johnston

THE COLONY OF UNREQUITED DREAMS

by Wayne Johnston

Pub Date: July 1st, 1999
ISBN: 0-385-49542-0
Publisher: Doubleday

The subject of this immensely satisfying neo-Victorian (its Canadian author’s fifth novel and first to appear here) is the province of Newfoundland, whose complex political history is incarnated in memorable human form. The story is the generously imagined fictional biography of a real historical figure, Joseph Smallwood, the self-styled “Father of Confederation” who shepherded the former British dominion into full union with Canada in 1949. Johnston’s rich narrative is presented in three forms: Joe Smallwood’s own detailed recall of his life is punctuated by excerpts from the “Journal” of Shelagh Fielding, his lifelong friend and enemy (and, in an odd way, lover), a feisty independent newspaper columnist, and also by snippets from her hilarious “Condensed History of Newfoundland,” a mock-heroic and episodic chronicle that provides sardonic undercurrent to Smallwood’s candid account of his checkered career. The tale begins with Smallwood’s childhood in an embattled family dominated by his eternally drunken, Dickensian father Charlie and “born again” mother Minnie May; takes a critical turn when an anonymous letter falsely attributed to “Smallwood” causes his expulsion from the tony private school where he meets “Fielding” (which is how they address each other thereafter); and embraces Joe’s flirtation with socialism (at home and in America), efforts to unionize fishermen, rise to power (as “interim premier” under Confederation), and betrayal by the hired Latvian economist who involves his administration with “men who wound up . . . all but destroying the country I had sought them out to save.” Smallwood is a wonderfully convincing tragicomic figure, and Fielding an even better one: an embittered alcoholic enslaved to a secret she withholds throughout the pair’s 40-year love-hate relationship. Only in the parallel secret harbored by Smallwood (too nakedly derivative of a similarly crucial incident in Robertson Davies’s Fifth Business) does Johnston’s superb plot deviate from its overall power and originality. As absorbing as fiction can be—and a marvelous introduction to the work of one of our continent’s best writers.