Added Upon A Story — Themes and Context
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Lucifer was surely in the wrong. And then, how haughty and overbearing he was."
"I cannot agree with you, Homan. We have a right to think and to act as we please, and I consider Lucifer in the right. Think of this magnificent offer, to bring back in glory to Father's presence, every one of His children, and that, too, without condition on their part."
"There! He, and you with him, talk about your rights to think and act as you please. Have you not that right? Have you not used it freely in refusing to listen to Father's counsel? Do not I exercise it in that I listen and agree with Him? But let me tell you, brother, what your reasoning will lead to."
"I know it--but go on."
"No, you do not; you do not seem to understand."
"Perhaps you will explain," said the other haughtily.
"Brother, be not angry. It is because of my love for you that I speak thus. It is evident that we, in that future world of experience and trial, will retain our agencies to choose between the opposites that will be presented to us. Without that privilege, we should cease to be intelligences, and become as inanimate things. How could we be proved without this power? How could we make any progress without it?"
"Then, what would Lucifer do? He would save you from the dangers of the world, whether you would or not. He would take away any need of volition or choice on our part. Do what we would, sink as deep into sin as we could, he would save us notwithstanding, without a trial, without a purging process, with all our sins upon us; and in this condition we are expected to go on to perfection, and become kings and priests unto God our Father, exercising power and dominion over our fellow creatures. Think of it! Evil would reign triumphant. Celestial order would be changed to chaos."
The other said not a word. He could not answer his brother's array of arguments.
"Dear brother," continued Homan, "never before have I received such sorrow as when I saw you follow that rebellious Son of Morning. Henceforth quit his company. I fear for him and his followers."
"But he has such power over me, Homan. His eloquence seems to hold me, and his arguments certainly convince me. But I must go--and brother, come with me to the assembly which we are to hold. Many will be there from far and near. Will you come?"
"I cannot promise you, Sardus. Perhaps I may call and see what is said and done."
Homan went to the gathering of which Sardus had spoken, and as had been intimated, he met many strange faces. Everywhere in the conversation, serious topics seemed to be uppermost. The singing was not as usual. The music, though always sweet, was sadder than ever before, and a discord seemed to have crept into the even flow of life's sweet strain. Homan had no desire to talk. He wandered from group to group with a smile for all. Sardus was in a heated discussion with some kindred spirits; but Homan did not join them. Under the beautiful spread of the trees and by the fountains, sat and walked companies of sons and daughters of God. Ah, they were fair to look upon, and Homan wondered at the creations of the Father. No two were alike, yet all bore an impress of the Creator, and each had an individual beauty of his own.
Strolling into an arbor of vines, Homan, did not observe the fair daughter seated there until he turned to leave; and then he saw her. She seemed absorbed in thought, and her eyes rested on the shiftings throngs.
"A sweet face, and a strange one," thought he, as he went up to her and spoke:
"Sister, what are you thinking about?"
She turned and looked at him, and then a pleased smile overspread her face.
"Do, I beg of you. May I sit here?" He seated himself opposite.
"Yes, brother, sit. My thoughts had such a strange ending that I will tell you what they were. I have been sitting here looking at these many faces, both new and old, and studying their varied beauties; but none seems to me to answer for my ideal. So I have been taking a little from each face, putting all together to form another. I had just completed the composition, and was looking admiringly at the new form when you came and--and--"
"Drove away your picture. That I should not have done."
Nephi Anderson opens Added Upon with a preface that frames the novel as an outline of “the scheme of things” and “the ways of God to men” as taught by the Latter-day Saints. The story itself begins not in nineteenth-century Norway but in a pre-mortal council, where spirits deliberate on a plan of salvation. This cosmological prologue establishes a pattern: Anderson moves between heavenly and earthly scenes, using direct scriptural quotation—the title phrase from Abraham 3:26—as a structural anchor. The narrative voice is declarative and homiletic, often summarizing doctrine in plain, unadorned sentences. Dialogue is sparse and formal, serving exposition more than characterization. The prose favors concrete nouns—fjord, pine-clad hills, moss-covered stone—over metaphor, grounding theological abstraction in the physical landscape of Norway.
Scripture as Structural Blueprint
Anderson weaves biblical and Restoration scripture directly into the narrative, not as epigraphs but as organizing principles. Each part of the novel is headed by a verse: Part First quotes Proverbs 8:22, “The Lord possessed me in the beginning of his way,” linking the pre-mortal Christ to the story’s cosmic frame. Later, Deuteronomy 32:12 (“The Lord alone did lead him”) introduces Henrik Bogstad’s solitary conversion. These verses do more than decorate—they dictate the episode’s thematic focus. The prose itself echoes scriptural cadence: “He felt that in spirit they were one, and he received great comfort from the thought.” Anderson rarely lets a paragraph pass without some doctrinal gloss, yet the language remains restrained, avoiding the ornate revivalism common in period religious fiction.
The Norwegian Landscape as Moral Theater
Henrik’s spiritual journey is mapped onto the topography of rural Norway. After his baptism in the Christiania fjord, he finds “peace in the solitude of the pine-clad hills” and “comfort in the waving fields of grain and the clear-flowing streams.” The lake visible from his window becomes a vantage point for contemplating America—not merely as a geographical destination but as the site of Zion. Anderson uses landscape to externalize inner states: Henrik’s genealogical research is described as a “peculiar satisfaction,” and the physical act of reading on “moss-covered stone” links intellectual labor to the natural world. The setting is never merely picturesque; it functions as a stage for moral and theological reflection, with the fjord, hills, and lake repeatedly invoked as witnesses to Henrik’s quiet endurance.
Dialogue of Restraint and Rejection
Conversations in Added Upon are terse and laden with unspoken tension. When Henrik’s sister Selma and his former love Marie cut him after his baptism, Anderson reports their silence rather than dramatizing arguments: “His sister would hardly speak to him, and Marie cut him openly.” The narrator notes that “his many uncles, aunts, and cousins were cold and unfeeling,” but no direct speech is given to them. Henrik himself is “exceedingly patient and considerate,” refusing to quarrel. This restraint in dialogue emphasizes the social cost of conversion without melodrama. The only extended exchange occurs in the preface, where Anderson addresses the reader directly. Within the story, characters communicate through glances, silences, and the weight of shared doctrine—a technique that aligns with the novel’s emphasis on internal conviction over external conflict.
Genealogy as Narrative Engine
Henrik’s genealogical work is not a subplot but a central action. After the harvest, he “gathered the genealogy of his forefathers,” searching church records at Nordal, Christiania, and elsewhere. Anderson specifies that the family “reached back to the ancient Norsemen,” grounding Latter-day Saint temple theology in a specific ethnic heritage. Henrik’s internal monologue reveals his motivation: “Many will receive the gospel in the spirit world… I shall have the necessary earthly work done for them.” This passage, drawn from the excerpt, shows Anderson using genealogy to bridge the novel’s cosmic and domestic scales. The research is described with the same plain precision as the landscape—lists of names, records, and places—making theology tangible through bureaucratic detail. The genealogical thread also ties Henrik to his mother, the only family member who “seemed to understand and believe him,” linking doctrinal obedience to filial piety.
Readers attentive to Anderson’s authorial choices will notice how diction, dialogue, and description work in concert to present doctrine as lived experience. The novel’s formal, scripturally saturated prose rewards slow reading, particularly in scenes where silence carries more weight than speech. The Norwegian setting is not incidental but integral: fjords and pine hills become emblems of solitude and spiritual clarity. For those interested in how early Latter-day Saint fiction negotiated theology and narrative, Added Upon offers a compact, deliberate example of didactic art.
There’s something about Henrik’s quiet endurance, the way his faith holds him through genealogical work and the long Norwegian winters, that lingers long after the book closes. It reminds me of the feeling I got from Injuneered, the tenderness beneath its surface. Sometimes old books understand the slow parts of us better than we do. Injuneered — Background and Themes sits nearby on my shelf, and I find myself thinking of both stories together.
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