It’s more weird fiction.
Review: “The Mainz Psalter”, Jean Ray, trans. Lowell Blair, 1930.
I was eager to read more Jean Ray, Belgium’s famous writer of weird fiction, and I wasn’t disappointed. This story bears a strong resemblance to William Hope Hodgson’s The Ghost Pirates. Whether that’s accidental or not, I’ll talk about later.
Our story begins with the improbably long and concise statement of a dying man who has been fished out of the sea by the vessel North Cape. Ray at least makes an attempt to rationalize this convention by stating that the man, Ballister, spoke concisely, but also that his account was rendered into a “rather special style” by the ship’s radio man, Reines, who has literary pursuits.
Ballister opens his account at the Mercy Heart Tavern where he and a man are discussing the specifications of a ship, something like a yacht, the man is procuring for a voyage. The ship is the Hen-Parrot, but the man want to rename it the Mainz Psalter for the trip. Its new owner, perhaps a bit tipsy, explains where the name came from. A year ago his grand-uncle died and left him a bunch of books. One was an incunabulum, the very rare Mainz Psalter published in the 15th century by business partners of Gutenburg. He was able to sell the book and pay the six men he’s hiring for the cruise he wants to take.
It will start from Glasgow and go through the waters of the North Minch to Cape Wrath – hellish waters notes Ballister. That’s why he’s being hired, because he knows those waters. South of Cape Wrath, in Big Toe Bay, not on the map, the man will meet up with the ship. From there, they will be going west. Not many ships where he wants to go, says Ballister.
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