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2025年6月19日 星期四
'The Rise of Silas Lapham' by William Dean Howells. the challenges he faces navigating his newfound wealth and societal expectations.
"The Rise of Silas Lapham" by William Dean Howells is a novel written during the late 19th century. The narrative centers around Silas Lapham, a self-made man in the paint industry, who embodies the complexities of American capitalism and morality. The opening chapters introduce Lapham's character through an interview with journalist Bartley Hubbard, revealing his humble beginnings and the journey that led him to his current success, as well as the challenges he faces navigating his newfound wealth and societal expectations. At the start of the novel, Silas Lapham is being interviewed by Bartley Hubbard for a newspaper series that profiles prominent Boston businessmen. Lapham discusses his past, from his impoverished upbringing in Vermont to discovering a mineral paint that has brought him fortune. As he recalls fond memories of his family, especially his mother, the narrative paints a picture of his solid, no-nonsense character. The conversation touches on his work ethic, pride in his success, and the ambition that drives him forward. Lapham's relationship with his wife and daughters is also hinted at, showcasing the personal stakes intertwined with his professional life as he grapples with the implications of wealth and social standing amidst changing times. (This is an automatically generated summary.)
I didn’t expect 'The Rise of Silas Lapham' to crawl under my skin the way it did. I opened it expecting a dusty 19th-century morality tale about business and Boston society. What I got instead was a mirror held far too close—a slow, relentless unraveling of ambition, class, and conscience that left me unsettled in the best and worst ways.
Silas Lapham—he’s not a tragic hero in the grand, operatic sense. He’s just… painfully human. A man who made his fortune in paint and assumed, naively, that money would carry him into the warm drawing rooms of Boston's elite. Watching him try to navigate their cold, coded world—where saying the wrong thing over tea is a greater offense than embezzlement—was like watching someone drown in silk. It’s not the fall that hurts most. It’s the soft suffocation of never being accepted.
But the real genius of Howells is how quietly he turns the screws. This isn’t a novel of dramatic scandal or flaming ruin. It’s something deeper. More insidious. Silas doesn't explode—he erodes. Dignity chipping away. Pride bruised again and again by the sneer behind a handshake. And through it all, you feel for him. Even when he blunders, when he clings to the illusion of status, when his moral compass spins, you *feel* for him. Because who hasn’t wanted to be seen, truly seen, and mistaken status for worth?
The love triangle—yes, it’s there, between Silas’s daughters and the refined Tom Corey. And it’s handled with more nuance than I anticipated. But it’s not the heart of the book. The real love story here is between a man and the version of himself he hopes to become. And it’s a heartbreak.
Howells does something rare—he makes morality feel dangerous. Integrity doesn’t come draped in glory. It comes with cost. When Silas makes his final, upright decision—one that cements his financial ruin—I felt both crushed and quietly exultant. Because decency, in this world, is its own form of rebellion. And it's not flashy. It’s lonely. But it’s real.
This isn’t a page-turner in the usual sense. It moves like conscience—slow, persistent, unshakable. You don’t realize it’s taken hold of you until you try to put it down, and find that you're still thinking about it days later. 'The Rise of Silas Lapham' is not about climbing the ladder. It’s about realizing the ladder was leaning against the wrong wall all along.
And the fall? It hurts. But it’s honest. And somehow, that feels like a triumph.
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