The Mystery at Lilac Inn
/The Mystery at Lilac Inn by Carolyn Keene (1930) This is the fourth Nancy Drew volume (original text)—first time I read it—but it’s the biggest bummer of a ND I’ve read yet—even though it seemed promising (about a jewel theft) and centered on a restaurant (Lilac Inn). It starts with Nancy stopping at this roadside restaurant for luncheon. With Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew books, there are three things I really read them for: food, weather (usually some kind of storm), and nautical mishaps. This book has all of those, but the mystery isn’t very clever or compelling. There’s no point in giving it away, so I won’t go into details. I mean, it is a little baffling, for a while, but the solution is uninspiring. I guess I also read them for the mystery. Oh, and another reason I read these old versions, before rewrites, is that they sometimes have odd elements and weird humor. The oddball details in this one, however, involve Nancy’s observations of women who she’s interviewing to fill in for housekeeper, Hannah, while she’s out of town. Part of Nancy’s negative reaction to the applicants is based on their race and nationality, and the way it’s handled in the writing is in itself racist. It’s bad enough that no one was going to fill Hannah’s shoes, anyway. And why can’t Carson just clean up after himself? It’s not like he needs to take care of Nancy. Anyway, I couldn’t help, while reading this book, to consider what I’d do if I had children. I wouldn’t want them reading this book, I guess (even though, in general, I’d rather they read the original versions). I suppose if I had kids, I might steer them toward more contemporary books—the ones that are more inclusive of a variety of people. But then, once they got old enough, I suppose we could discuss what’s troubling about some of the older books—so they could take them for what they are, while not being all right with the problems. But at what age do kids have that level of sophistication? I guess that’s part of raising kids, figuring that stuff out. Until then, I guess I’m considering this an adult oriented book, because I’m not throwing this or any other book away.
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