“And though they are dry & fast & it is frightening to be lost in them hillocky plains of grass well they do take onto their grassy tops the orange light of the rising sun while mist fills their dips & hollows so that you cannot take your eyes from the beauty of it. It makes you wonder if some day your cattle might graze that grass or will your children make hay from it or will your horse tramp the stream beds in search of wandering calves with the sun on your shoulders & a belly full of a wife’s breakfast? It is easy to dream & hard to know a dream will never come true.”
Wolves of Eden is a literary Western set during Red Cloud’s War, composed of two intersecting subplots.
The first subplot involves one Lieutenant Martin Malloy, his aid Corporal Daniel Kohn, and their Pawnee scout Jonathan. Malloy, a drunkard ill-fit for duty after his experiences in the Civil War, is dispatched to investigate a murder at Fort Phil Kearny in the lawless Dakota Territory. News has spread that an important civilian settler (“Sutler”) there with ties to politicians in Washington, has, along with his wife and employee, been killed and scalped. The trio travel from Nebraska to Dakota Territory where Malloy and Kohn take turns investigating and, in the process, come to an impasse as to how justice ought to be served out West.
The second subplot is Michael O’Driscoll’s story. After the Civil War, Michael and his brother Tom tire of working as temporary laborers, so they reenlist in the United States Army. They are assigned to C Company, a multicultural outfit of fighters tasked with keeping the lumber wagons secure from native raids as they travel between Fort Phil Kearny and the nearby woods. Michael and Tom become the primary suspects in Kohn’s investigation, and, as such, Michael is arrested. His story is a form of confession he writes while being held as Kohn’s prisoner.
Wolves of Eden is a fantastic Western set in the period of American Reconstruction. Though it’s nominally a story about a murder investigation, it’s really a story about Manifest Destiny and the real consequences (personally, socially, and geographically) it had on different groups of people. Characters die violent deaths at the hand the Sioux, Cheyenne, and Arapahoe; however, the Native’s actions are simply a different sort of barbarism from the whiskey-fueled efforts which displaced them. Because Michael is an Irish immigrant, the reader gets to see both ugly sides of the conflict with relative clarity. And because Michael is an immigrant, because Kohn is Jewish, and because so many other characters are from different countries and religious backgrounds, the reader gets to enjoy American pluralism at its finest, even though it’s amidst harsh surroundings.
This book is funny. It has penis jokes, butt jokes, jokes about whores, and jokes about the ineptitude of infantry. It insults the United States Army in one breath, and then turns around and has a breathtaking passage about patriotism (295, my edition) the next. This book is about the same stuff that most great Westerns are about: death, loneliness, justice, horses, the beauty of the American West, and war. It’s about loyalty to something bigger than yourself, and having the courage to have a conscience even when you think you may be too far gone (both brothers prove this latter point, in their own ways).
A few reviewers suggested that Michael’s subplot was hard to read because of it’s diction and delivery in the first-person. I couldn’t disagree more. There’s an absence of commas, and a heavy use of ampersands, underlines, and repetition, but I loved the effect and was more excited to read his passage. McCarthy deserves credit for his consistency and delivery of Michael’s voice, not to mention his word choice and strong use of similes elsewhere in the story.