Portia Blake and her younger brother, Foster, travel to rural New York State, near Attica, to spend the summer, as they usually do, with their only-child cousin, Julian Jarman, and his parents. Julian is Portia’s special friend—knowledgeable and adventurous. This summer should prove to be especially fun since the Jarmans have moved to a new house and Julian’s dog has just had puppies. Conveniently, there’s an age-appropriate farm kid friend for Foster, so he stays out of Portia and Julian’s way for a while—long enough for them to explore the area, make a wonderful discovery, and treasure it in secrecy for a while.
The fact is: they’ve discovered a lost holiday community, built by the very wealthy in the nineteenth century. Once a collection of a dozen luxurious homes, full of paintings, fine furniture, and old-fashioned items—all looking onto a lake, the homes are now being reclaimed by nature. Over the years, roofs have caved in, vines have climbed and even smothered structures, and rodents and insects of all kinds have moved in. As for the lake? It has gone away, and is now a swamp.
The most interesting finding of all, however, is that two elderly people—and old man, Mr Pindar Payton, and his even more eccentric sister, Mrs. Minnehaha Cheever, who once knew this place in its prime, are living here. Each has a house. The children meet these two old people on their first day, and an unusual friendship begins. Eventually, Portia and Julian will make their own special place in this unusual world, where nature thrives even as the human marks on the landscape fade.
Those who have read and loved Enright’s Melendy family books will recognize many of the same winning elements here—from adventures and discoveries in the natural world to lovely, precise descriptions of flora, fauna, and the weather. In general, though, I found this a less satisfying book than the three I’ve read in the Melendy series. First of all, I greatly missed the presence of a character like Rush Melendy, with his big, brainy vocabulary, witticisms and clever comebacks. There is no one at all like Rush in
Gone-Away Lake
. There isn’t even a salt-of-the earth type, like the Melendys’ handyman Willy Sloper, to act as a leavening agent. The elderly Mr. Payton and Mrs Cheever seemed a tad too quaint, the story less realistic, and the sex-role stereotyping more prominent than I recall in Enright’s other books.
So, while this is a pleasant book, it is not my favourite Enright. As a result, it doesn’t get the same high marks from me, and rates only three and a half stars tops.