Henry David Thoreau and I might have had a few spats. Despite his apparent fondness for all things natural, he did not like building stone. In Walden he wrote “To what end, pray, is so much stone hammered…Nations are possessed with an insane ambition to perpetuate the memory of themselves by the amount of hammered stone they leave…I love better to see stones in place.” Perhaps then we might have agreed on cairns.
No they are not stones left in place but at least they are not stones altered by man or nation. One of the things I like best about cairns is that people make them from found rocks and not from rocks cut, chiseled, or sawn for that purpose. As I noted in my section on geology, stones used in cairns invariably reflect the nature of the stone—where and how it formed and where and how it weathered—and not the nature of a person. In that way, I like to think that cairns honor Thoreau’s admonition for simple and honest architecture.
How splendid then that a cairn is “our oldest monument to Thoreau.” Specifically, this cairn rises near where his original house stood at Walden Pond. It has been a central memorial to the man from Walden Pond since a lady from Dubuque, Iowa, placed the first stone in 1872.
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Thoreau had died ten years earlier. He had not lived at Walden Pond since 1847, following his 26-month-long experiment “to anticipate, not the sunrise and the dawn merely, but, if possible, Nature herself!” The 10 x 15-foot house he had built had long been gone from Walden, too. In 1849, it had been moved across Concord. The new owners stored corn in it. They would later demolish it and use the wood for building projects on their farm.
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By the early 1870s, Thoreau’s fame had led to a regular stream of pilgrims seeking out Walden. They found little to mark Thoreau’s life until June 1872, when Bronson Alcott, father of Louisa May, visited with his friend Mary Newbury Adams and showed her where the small cabin had once stood. Noting that it was pity that there nothing to mark the spot, Adams suggested building a cairn and “then let everyone who loved Thoreau add a stone.” Alcott, a life-long friend of Henry’s agreed and added a stone to the one left by Adams. He noted in his journal of July 12-13, “Henry’s fame is sure to brighten with years, and this spot be visited by admiring readers of his works.”
The cairn at Walden still stands, pilgrims still visit it, and they still leave rocks. And, I still like hammered stone.
I love this story – I knew about the cairn but not the details. Does it just keep getting added to or does it periodically get knocked down & started again?
The woman from Dubuque, Iowa, was Mary Newbury Adams. On 13 June 1872, she asked her friend Bronson Alcott to show her Thoreau’s cabin site. She felt there should be a way to honor Thoreau and the site. She suggested a cairn, as done in Medieval times. They each placed a stone, and Alcott added one for his wife, Abba. Then, Unitarian ministers on break from a conference at Walden asked Alcott what they were doing with the stones, and he replied that the lady from Iowa wanted to mark where Mr. Thoreau’s cabin had been. They then placed theirs, and Emerson came out the next day and placed his. The Emersons were hosting Mrs. Adams, who had hosted him and Alcott in Dubuque. By M. Frank Potter, who wrote a staged reading about the event.