This is a bizarre, little raucous novel from 1800. And it got me thinking about a few things. The novel itself is kind of collective history/memoir of three generations of rich landowners (of Castle Rackrent as you can imagine) told from the perspective of a long-time servant of the estate, one “Honest Thady” who is able to witness to, about, and confess on the various comings and goings of the family. This faux memoir is written as a kind of family history in the style […]