I didn't want to buy this book. For some reason, I had got the impression that it would just be a collection of vignettes strung together, populated by the 'stock characters' of L.M. Montgomery about getting into 'scrapes' and matchmaking; that it wouldn't have the heart or complexity of some of her greater books.
Well, there are scrapes, and there are matches made. There are busybodies, there are plucky kids, there are crotchety old men who are won around by said plucky kids. But somehow, it all seemed fresh. The first couple of chapters introduce the varied Blythe kids and the new Meredith children who live a slightly Pippi Longstocking-esque life with their absent minded widower father and useless old Aunt Martha. Then Mary Vance shows up. I like to think that Mary Vance is what Anne Shirley could have been, had she not had such a fine and fanciful soul. With Mary Vance, L.M. Montgomery gets to have irreverent fun with a salty-tongued orphan used to working from dusk til dawn. Mary is also taken in by a sober old woman and mends her ways somewhat, but unlike Anne, she never 'rounds out' - she'll always be a comic character and a thorn in everybody's side. She's a good balance to the relentless sweetness of characters like Walter and Una. Especially when she's chasing a terrified Rilla through Glen St. Mary with a dried codfish!
Faith Meredith, too, has a bit of Anne about her - her scene with Norman Douglas reminds me of Anne winning over Mr. Harrison in Anne of Avonlea. And I just wanted to shake Mr. Meredith as the little Merediths go about raising themselves by meting out punishments for their 'scrapes' - Una fainting from a self-imposed fast and Carl spending all night in a wet graveyard! Mr. Meredith wakes up in time and with a helping hand from Una, all is resolved.
And then there is the war. Rainbow Valley was published in 1919, but set about ten years before the start of the First World War. L.M. Montgomery meant it as a foreshadow of Rilla of Ingleside, as well as a reminder of the happy places and innocent high spirits that she held so dear and so necessary to protect. The childrens' imaginations are seized by the story of the Pied Piper, and Walter spontaneously foresees a time when the Piper will call and he and Jem, Jerry and Carl will have to follow, while the girls must wait at home. It's so poignant...
The only disappointment, perhaps, is the relative absence of Anne and Gilbert (poor Gilbert, as soon as Anne agreed to marry him his life purpose seemed to be fulfilled and he never spoke another word! I miss that mischievous boy of the first book!). Although the other characters describe Anne as 'still a little girl inside', she has most definitely grown up and has a sort of benevolent, angelic presence in this book. I guess that was the fate of the post-puberty heroine in those days!