The Silver Key is a remarkable story though it
is not an easy read, at least not initially.
The first ten or eleven paragraphs contain Lovecraft’s subtle philosophical
criticisms of modernity. It is a lot to
wade through, and reads like a lengthy academic essay. Randolph Carter has lost interest in living,
which is a result of his losing connection with his dreaming self. He blames this on modern culture.
In an
effort to regain a sense of meaningfulness and purpose, he samples various
offerings of the modern world, including science, pragmatism, traditional
spirituality, materialism, and the occult.
Nothing satisfies him. He returns
briefly to his writing and gains success for awhile, but only by pandering to
his public’s expectations and low standards. He loves only
beauty, and cannot find this anywhere in the dull reality of his middle aged
life.
He
retires and withdraws to his home in Boston.
He considers suicide, “and got from a South American acquaintance a very
curious liquid to take him into oblivion without suffering.” However, just before he gives up all hope, he
has a vision of his grandfather, who reminds Carter that he is one in an
ancient line of “delicate and sensitive men”.
The grandfather also tells him where to find an ancient box containing a
silver key, handed down from his ancestors.
He finds this key hidden in the attic of his home.
Unlike
many Lovecraft stories, this character Randolph Carter ascends. He climbs up into
the attic to retrieve a gift from his predecessors, and later in the story he
will climb a hill to his original home.
He goes upward in the story to a brighter reality, instead of downward
into the earth to discover an unknown horror.
The
story of his recovery from this middle aged depression and melancholy begins at this point. With the silver key in his pocket,
he returns to his original home in Arkham.
He is clearly going backward in time.
As he drives up into the mountains, he passes landmarks that remind him
of previous adventures. Several of
Lovecraft’s earlier stories are referred to in this reverie: The
Statement of Randolph Carter, The Unnamable,
The Strange High House in the Mist,
and others.
When
he is almost to the old homestead, he leaves his automobile, that is, modernity, behind and climbs up the hill
to the house. As he does so, he is
welcomed by visions of old family members, and becomes a child again. The author brings about this transformation in
Carter very smoothly and seamlessly. Now
that he has returned to the childhood of his past, his adult life in the
present becomes a barely remembered dream.
But because he remembers parts of this dream, as a child he is later remembered
as a prophet, because he appears to predict the future. In fact, he is remembering the present. It is an interesting twist.
Back
in the present, the narrator explains towards the end of The Silver Key that Randolph Carter has disappeared. Investigators find his car, the now empty
wooden box, and evidence that someone has wandered about in the ruins of the
old house.
But
the narrator, who now speaks in the first person as someone who knew Randolph
Carter, does not believe he is dead. “There are twists of time and space, of
vision and reality, which only a dreamer can divine; and from what I know of
Carter I think he had merely found a way to traverse these mazes.” In fact, the narrator intends to meet him
again shortly “in a certain dream city we both used to haunt.”
The Silver Key is a sad story, with some ghost
story creepiness thrown in at the very end. But the appearance of a friend creates a
feeling of hopefulness. Perhaps it is
not so much a return to his dreams that Randolph Carter needs, as a close
friend to share them with.
Additional Facts and Impressions
of Randolph Carter
•He
appears to have no financial worries.
•Though
hailing from Arkham, Massachusetts, he lived in Boston as an adult.
•He
was briefly successful as a writer of popular novels.
•He
fought in the French Foreign Legion during World War I.
•He
was almost fatally wounded in 1916, in a battle near Belloy-en-Santerre.
•One
of his ancestors was a Crusader, another a magician and one was almost hanged
as a witch in Salem.
•“For
a while he sought friends, but soon grew weary of the crudeness of their
emotions, and the sameness and earthiness of their visions.”
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