The Death of the Hero
R. Aldington
Death of the hero
The action takes place in 1890-1918. The work is written in the form of the author’s memories of his peer, a young English officer who died in France at the very end of the First World War. His name appeared on one of the last lists of those who died on the battlefield, when hostilities had long ceased, but the newspapers still continued to publish the names of those killed: “Winterbourne, Edward Frederick George, captain of the Second Company of the Ninth Battalion of the Fodershire Regiment.”
George Winterburn believed that his possible death would hurt four people: his mother, father, wife Elizabeth and Fanny’s mistress, and therefore their reaction to the news of his death would hurt his pride, although at the same time it would ease the soul: he would have understood, that in this life he did not have debts left. For the mother, who spent time with the company of the next lover, the tragic message became
It is possible that, entangled in personal problems, tired of the war, being on the verge of nervous exhaustion, George Winterbourne committed suicide: after all, the company commander does not have to let himself get a bullet in the forehead – it’s enough to climb full-length under machine gun fire. “Such a dunce,” said the colonel about him.
Then the events in the novel return almost three decades ago, to the youth of George Winterbourne the elder, the father of the protagonist, who came from a wealthy bourgeois family. His mother, an overbearing and self-willed woman, suppressed in her son all the rudiments
Meanwhile, Isabella’s patience burst, and she took a child and ran to her parents. The husband who came for her was met by the family of Hartley, who was disobedient, who could not forgive him that he was not a rich man. Hartley insisted that the young couple rent a house in Kent. In compensation, George was allowed to continue his “literary activity.” For a time, the young blessed: Isabella could nest her own nest, and George was considered a writer, but soon the family’s financial situation became so precarious that only the death of Father George left them a disaster, leaving them a small inheritance. Then began the trial of Oscar Wilde, finally disgusting Winterbourne, the elder of literature. He again started practicing law and soon became rich. They had several more children with Isabella.
Meanwhile, George Winterbourne Jr., long before he turned fifteen, began to lead a double life. Having understood that the true movements of the soul should be concealed from adults, he tried to look like a healthy savage boy, used slang words, pretended to be fond of sports. And he himself was sensitive and subtle in nature and kept in his room a volume of poetry Keats, stolen from the parent bookcase. He was happy to draw and spend all his pocket money for the purchase of reproductions and colors. In a school where they attached special importance to sporting successes and military-patriotic education, George was on bad terms. However, some people already saw in him an extraordinary nature and believed that “the world will still hear about him.”
The relative well-being of the Winterbourne family ended on the day when the father suddenly disappeared: having decided that he was ruining, he fled from creditors. Actually, his affairs were not so bad, but the flight ruined everything, and at one point the Winterbourne turned from almost rich to almost poor. Since then, the father began to seek refuge in God. The family had a difficult atmosphere. One day, when George, returning home late, wanted to share his joy with his parents – his first publication in the magazine – they attacked him with reproaches, and eventually his father told him to get out of the house. George went to London, rented a studio and began painting. He earned his living mainly by journalism; he had extensive acquaintances in a bohemian environment. At one of the parties, George met Elizabeth, also a free artist, with which he immediately established a spiritual, and then a physical intimacy. As passionate opponents of the Victorian foundations, they believed that love should be free, not burdened by lies, hypocrisy and forced obligations of fidelity. However, hardly Elizabeth, the main champion of free love, had suspicions that she was expecting a child, as she immediately demanded to register a marriage. However, suspicions were in vain, and nothing has changed in their lives: George stayed in his studio, Elizabeth – in his. Soon George got along with Fanny (more on the initiative of the latter), and Elizabeth, not knowing about it, also found a lover and immediately told George about everything. Then he should have confessed to his wife in connection with her close friend, but on Fanny’s advice he did not, which he later regretted. When the “modern” Elizabeth learned of the “betrayal”, she quarreled with Fanny and her relationship with George also cooled. And he rushed between them, because he loved both. In this state, the war caught them.
Confused in his personal life, George joined the army as a volunteer. He experienced the rudeness of non-commissioned officers, the drill in the training battalion. Physical deprivation was great, but even worse were moral torments: from the environment where the spiritual values were placed above all, he fell into an environment where these values were despised. After a while he was sent to France as a member of the engineer battalion to the German front.
In winter there was a calm in the trenches: soldiers of opposing armies fought with one enemy – the cold; they were ill with pneumonia and tried in vain to keep warm. But with the onset of spring, fighting began. Battling on the front, George tens of times was a hair’s breadth from death – fell under the fire of enemy batteries, was subjected to chemical attacks, took part in battles. Every day he saw death and suffering around him. Hating the war and not sharing the cheers and patriotism of his comrades in arms, he nevertheless honestly carried out his military duty and was recommended to the officer school.
Before starting his studies, George received a two-week vacation, which he spent in London. It was at this moment that he felt that he had become a stranger in the once habitual environment of the capital’s intellectuals. He broke his old sketches, finding them weak and apprentices. I tried drawing, but I could not even hold a confident pencil line. Elizabeth, carried away by her new friend, did not pay much attention to him, and Fanny, who still considered George an excellent lover, also barely managed to find a minute or two for him. Both women decided that he had greatly degraded since he was in the army, and everything that was attractive in him died.
At the end of the officer’s school, he returned to the front. George was burdened by the fact that his soldiers are poorly trained, the position of the company is vulnerable, and his immediate superior does not know much about military craft. But he again harnessed himself to the strap and, trying to avoid unnecessary losses, directed the defending company, and when it was time he led her on the offensive. The war was coming to an end, and the company was fighting its last fight. And when the soldiers lay down, pressed to the ground with machine-gun fire, Winterbourne thought he was going crazy. He jumped up. A machine-gun burst lashed him across the chest, and all was swallowed up by the darkness.
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