<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<!DOCTYPE article PUBLIC "-//NLM//DTD JATS (Z39.96) Journal Publishing DTD v1.2 20120330//EN" "http://jats.nlm.nih.gov/publishing/1.2/JATS-journalpublishing1.dtd">
<!--<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="article.xsl"?>-->
<article article-type="research-article" dtd-version="1.2" xml:lang="en" xmlns:mml="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance">
<front>
<journal-meta>
<journal-id journal-id-type="issn">2634-145X</journal-id>
<journal-title-group>
<journal-title>The Parish Review Journal of Flann O&#8217;Brien Studies</journal-title>
</journal-title-group>
<issn pub-type="epub">2634-145X</issn>
<publisher>
<publisher-name>Open Library of Humanities</publisher-name>
</publisher>
</journal-meta>
<article-meta>
<article-id pub-id-type="doi">10.16995/pr.3444</article-id>
<article-categories>
<subj-group>
<subject>Article</subject>
</subj-group>
</article-categories>
<title-group>
<article-title>&#8216;Something Entirely New&#8217;: A Critical History of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, 1941&#8211;75</article-title>
</title-group>
<contrib-group>
<contrib contrib-type="author">
<name>
<surname>Harris</surname>
<given-names>Tobias W.</given-names>
</name>
<email>tobias.harris@bbk.ac.uk</email>
<xref ref-type="aff" rid="aff-1">1</xref>
</contrib>
</contrib-group>
<aff id="aff-1"><label>1</label>Birkbeck College, University of London, UK</aff>
<pub-date publication-format="electronic" date-type="pub" iso-8601-date="2021-11-30">
<day>30</day>
<month>11</month>
<year>2021</year>
</pub-date>
<pub-date pub-type="collection">
<year>2021</year>
</pub-date>
<volume>5</volume>
<issue>2</issue>
<fpage>1</fpage>
<lpage>18</lpage>
<permissions>
<copyright-statement>Copyright: &#x00A9; 2021 The Author(s)</copyright-statement>
<copyright-year>2021</copyright-year>
<license license-type="open-access" xlink:href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/">
<license-p>This is an open-access article distributed under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License (CC-BY 4.0), which permits unrestricted use, distribution, and reproduction in any medium, provided the original author and source are credited. See <uri xlink:href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/">http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/</uri>.</license-p>
</license>
</permissions>
<self-uri xlink:href="http://www.psychologicabelgica.com/articles/10.16995/pr.3444/"/>
<abstract>
<p>This article reconstructs an early reception of Brian &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (1941) in which the novel was hailed as a breakthrough work that advanced the Irish-language prose tradition and promised to win new readers of Irish. The story of how this initial enthusiasm hardened into a critical diminishment of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s achievement as an obscure parody involves the author&#8217;s own efforts to associate the novel with Tom&#225;s &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, the dampening of the optimism which surrounded the Irish language in the 1940s, and the impact of Patrick C. Power&#8217;s translation, <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic>, on how <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> was understood. By charting the evolution of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>&#8217;s reception history, this article furthers contemporary scholarship on the promise &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s novel still holds for Irish-language prose.</p>
</abstract>
</article-meta>
</front>
<body>
<sec>
<title>Introduction</title>
<p>In the eighty years since its first publication, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> has generated a substantial archive of reviews and responses, beginning with the multitudinous interventions of &#211; Nuall&#225;in himself as editor, commentator, and perhaps reviewer. The novel has also been translated into many European languages, generating a vast international reception history. This article reads <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> through its early readers and critics, recovering the significance of an initial wave of enthusiasm for its clear yet innovative Irish prose style, and arguing that an initial understanding of the novel&#8217;s broad set of influences narrows to a focus on its debt to Tom&#225;s &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>.</p>
<p><italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> was first rejected by publishers Browne and Nolan following vigorous criticism by its appointed readers, for one of whom &#211; Nuall&#225;in was &#8216;the veriest tyro in the Irish language.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n1">1</xref> The novel was subsequently published in 1941 by <italic>An Preas N&#225;isi&#250;nta</italic> (The National Press). Its supportive reviewers regarded <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as a fresh turn in Irish-language prose which paid homage to tradition but also promised to win new interest in learning the language. To meet high demand, a second edition appeared in 1942 by the same publisher. Then, after two decades in which, &#211; Nuall&#225;in complained, the book was unobtainable<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n2">2</xref> &#8211; and following an unsuccessful attempt to publish a new edition in 1957 &#8211; in 1964 Dolmen finally published a third edition. This edition introduced &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s own version of &#8216;Times New Roman&#8217; or &#8216;<italic>Cl&#243; nua-R&#243;mh&#225;nach</italic>&#8217; typography,<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n3">3</xref> was adjusted to incorporate his take on a modernised Irish spelling, and added further prefatory material. After &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s death in 1966, the book was translated into English by Patrick C. Power and published by Hart Davis, MacGibbon as <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> in 1973. In 1975, this English-language version was republished by Picador with illustrations by Ralph Steadman and, also in 1975, Dolmen brought out a hybrid fourth edition in Irish which restored the 1941 text but substituted the typeface &#211; Nuall&#225;in devised for a standard Roman script.</p>
<p>The years surrounding the publication of <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> are of some importance to understanding the critical reception of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> overall. In the 1960s a sceptical view emerged, quite opposed in sentiment to the earlier reception, which portrayed the novel as an obscure and somewhat inaccessible parody. When the Power translation appeared, it opened the novel up to many new readers yet inadvertently played to the sceptics by masking the range of the original&#8217;s Irish-language references and making it harder to distinguish between satire and stereotype. An article by Breand&#225;n &#211; Conaire published in 1973 and the discussion of <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> in Anne Clissmann&#8217;s 1975 monograph represent the terminus of the present article&#8217;s review. At this point, &#211; Conaire is alone in recalling the importance of the novel&#8217;s earlier reception. His <italic>Myles na Gaeilge: L&#225;mhleabhar ar shaothar Gaeilge Bhrian &#211; Nuall&#225;in</italic>, a handbook to the Irish-language &#211; Nuall&#225;in which remains the authoritative reference work on <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> and much else besides, appeared in 1986. This article does not attempt to summarise or translate that larger and later work, but rather uses the map of the early criticism &#211; Conaire provides in an appendix, and the remarks he makes about the early reception of the novel in 1973, to excavate the ground from which modern scholarship of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> has developed.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n4">4</xref> To a substantial degree, the critical debate about <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> is the result of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s own efforts to secure its reputation, grow its readership, and even to generate its exegetical framework. &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s efforts to associate <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> with Tom&#225;s &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> and his controversial proposals to reform Irish spelling and typography in the 1950s contributed to the wave of cynicism in the 1960s and 1970s. Yet we shall also see how, particularly through his likely role in the earliest reviews, &#211; Nuall&#225;in complicated the <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> association. All of these interventions made their mark on critics and readers: shaping the way that two texts &#8211; not only <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> but also its apparent satirical target, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, along with their respective English translations &#8211; were received in the twentieth century.</p>
</sec>
<sec>
<title>The Editor&#8217;s Prerogative: Myles, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, and Other Gaelic Literature</title>
<p><italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>&#8217;s paratextual features foreground the text&#8217;s debts to &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>. The relationship is advertised by the original dustjacket of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s novel, which mirrors the cover image of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, and by the map of Corca Dorcha, commissioned from Se&#225;n O&#8217;Sullivan, which parodies the map of the Blasket islands included in the 1929 edition of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n5">5</xref> <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> is alluded to again in the preface to the 1941 edition. As Jane Farnon notes, &#211; Nuall&#225;in pointedly refers to the editing of the Irish text of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> by &#8216;An Seabhac&#8217; (The Hawk), a pen-name of P&#225;draig &#211; Siochfhradha, who removed all of its sexual subject matter but masked this censorship by stating simply that &#8216;<italic>de dheascaibh an fhaid at&#225; san scr&#237;bhinn dob&#8217; &#233;igean roinnt d&#8217;fh&#225;gaint ar l&#225;r</italic>&#8217; (due to the sheer length of the text I had to omit some of it).<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n6">6</xref> In his own preface to the first edition of the book, &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s &#8216;editor&#8217; Myles na gCopaleen wryly comments on &#211; Siochfhradha&#8217;s amendments by noting that most of the original text had been removed both due to a lack of space and because some of the matter was not &#8216;<italic>oiri&#250;nach</italic>&#8217; (suitable).</p>
<disp-quote>
<p><italic>T&#225; an scr&#237;bhinn seo go d&#237;reach mar fuair m&#233; &#237; &#243; l&#225;imh an</italic> &#250;dair <italic>acht amh&#225;in go bhfuil an mh&#243;rchuid f&#225;gtha ar l&#225;r de dheascaibh easba sp&#225;is agus f&#243;s de dheascaibh a raibh innti de thr&#225;chtas ar neithe nach bhfuil oiri&#250;nach</italic>.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n7">7</xref></p>
<p>(This document is exactly as I received it from the author&#8217;s hand except that much of the original matter has been omitted due to pressure of space and to the fact that improper subjects were included in it.)<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n8">8</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>On the one hand, &#211; Nuall&#225;in signposts <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as a parody of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> with the design of its front cover, its plot elements, and its frequent repetitions of variations on a phrase which is used only once at the end of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> but is picked out by &#211; Siochfhradha in his preface and is also quoted on the 1929 title page: &#8216;<italic>mar n&#225; beidh</italic> &#225;r <italic>leith&#233;id&#237; ar&#237;s ann</italic>&#8217; (because our likes will never be here again).<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n9">9</xref> On the other, he followed up the publication of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> in late 1941 with a <italic>Cruiskeen Lawn</italic> column published on 2 February 1942 that praised <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>. The column lauded &#211; Criomhthain again on 3 January 1957, the year in which &#211; Nuall&#225;in attempted to republish the book and when excerpts of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> appeared on radio.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n10">10</xref> In these <italic>Cruiskeen Lawn</italic> columns, &#211; Nuall&#225;in presents <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as a homage which he hopes will inspire readers to return to &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s classic text. In this way, he encourages his readers to conclude that he is not satirising &#211; Criomhthain but rather his editors and translators. The 1957 column attacks Robin Flower&#8217;s 1934 translation of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>: &#8216;a greater pile of bosh and bunk than Flower&#8217;s &#8220;Islandman&#8221; has never been imposed on the unsuspecting public. Not only was it a mistranslation but it gives a wholly wrong impression, hiding inside its covers of opulent tweed.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n11">11</xref> In 1960, &#211; Nuall&#225;in preserves the ambiguity of this relationship when he describes <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> to Timothy O&#8217;Keeffe as &#8216;an ironical copy&#8217; of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> (<italic>LET</italic>, 243).</p>
<p>The preponderance of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> as a context in the critical history of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> was gradually established by &#211; Nuall&#225;in during the first two decades after its publication. As it grew, this dominant contextual frame began to overshadow the early understanding that, although significant, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> represented just one aspect of a larger canvas of influence. To complicate matters, this initial understanding of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> was also influenced through a review by &#8216;F. O&#8217;R.&#8217; for <italic>The Irish Times</italic> which &#211; Conaire feels is likely to have been written by &#211; Nuall&#225;in himself, &#8216;<italic>&#243;n bhfianaise l&#225;idir inmhe&#225;nach sa l&#233;irmheas seo, agus &#243; fhianaise na litreach chuig P&#225;draig &#211; Canainn 28 Samhain 1941</italic>&#8217; (from the strong internal evidence in this review and evidence in the letter to [his publisher] Patrick Cannon of 28 November 1941).<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n12">12</xref> In the letter &#211; Conaire mentions, &#211; Nuall&#225;in provides Cannon with &#8216;the names of about twenty papers where a copy would hardly be wasted.&#8217; The majority of those newspapers or journals do go on to publish a review.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n13">13</xref> He also tells Cannon: &#8216;I&#8217;ll try and work a big review by myself in the &#8220;Times&#8221; and do what I can with the other dailies&#8217; (<italic>LET</italic>, 112). The review by F. O&#8217;R., entitled &#8216;Myles Takes off His Coat!&#8217; and published on 13 December 1941 in <italic>The Irish Times</italic>, is likely the work of &#211; Nuall&#225;in, although it may be written under his influence by an associate such as Niall Sheridan. Perhaps the choice of the pseudonym &#8216;F. O&#8217;R.,&#8217; which is a little too easily linked to Flann O&#8217;Brien, suits a game in which &#211; Nuall&#225;in and Sheridan trick readers into thinking the review is a fake. Whoever is behind the pseudonym, F. O&#8217;R. strikes a very different note to the <italic>Cruiskeen Lawn</italic> columns which associate the book with &#211; Criomhthain more directly:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p><italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> pretends to be still another of the autobiographical sagas we have had from the West; indeed, in certain aspects of language and style it directly parodies &#211; Criomhthain&#8217;s fine book, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>. The location, however, is the newly-discovered Gaeltacht of Corca Dorcha (anglic&#233; Corkadorky), a benighted little district that is simultaneously next door to Kerry, Connemara, and Donegal &#8211; a sort of amalgam Gaeltacht that has the physical and linguistic characteristics of all three, in addition to certain dismal distinctions, such as incessant rain, peculiar to itself.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n14">14</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>Here we are warned that the allusions to <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> may be misleading: this is not a book set in one Gaeltacht region but in all and none of them at once, an &#8216;amalgam Gaeltacht&#8217; which is &#8216;newly-discovered.&#8217; In a similar mode, an advertisement published in <italic>The Irish Times</italic> in late November 1941 describes the novel as &#8216;an entirely new work in Irish&#8217; and &#8216;an exhaustive and illuminating treatise on the Gaeltacht district of Corkadorky.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n15">15</xref> Enter <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, in this early promotional material, as a new departure: a book that mobilises its satire and syncretism to take Irish prose beyond the texts it pastiches. The F. O&#8217;R. review concludes by elaborating on this idea under the subtitle &#8216;Something Entirely New&#8217;:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>It is something entirely new. Even the Irish is somewhat new: the author has got to grips with the problem of evolving a clear unprovincial style, and shows up with skill the evocative, colourful, and humorous content of certain Irish words and phrases.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n16">16</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>F. O&#8217;R. claims that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> offers a reformed and &#8216;unprovincial&#8217; Irish prose style; a &#8216;somewhat new&#8217; self-consciousness for modern Irish prose which is appropriate to its new generation of university-educated metropolitan readers.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n17">17</xref> These claims are not just advertising hype; many of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s reviewers agree.</p>
</sec>
<sec>
<title>The Early Newspaper Reviews: 1941&#8211;42</title>
<p>Many of the early reviews and all of those written in Irish are summarised by Philip O&#8217;Leary in his discussion of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> in <italic>Irish Interior: Keeping Faith with the Past in Gaelic Prose 1940&#8211;1951</italic>. O&#8217;Leary provides a valuable account of the novel&#8217;s context and reception, which deserves to be the starting point for students and critics of the novel. Not least of O&#8217;Leary&#8217;s observations is his account of other Gaeltacht parodies that had emerged during the 1940s: &#8216;while no one else approached in either length or quality Myles&#8217;s marvellous achievement here, several other writers of the time shared his satiric take on the narrative and thematic conventions of Gaeltacht autobiography.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n18">18</xref> For example, the magazine <italic>Ar Aghaidh</italic> published a satirical take by Miche&#225;l &#211; Maol&#225;in in July&#8211;August 1941, and, after the appearance of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, the periodicals <italic>An Gl&#243;r</italic> and <italic>Comhar</italic> published similar material by M&#225;irt&#237;n &#211; Dire&#225;in and Tom&#225;s T&#243;ib&#237;n.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n19">19</xref> Furthermore, O&#8217;Leary notes that &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>brothers Caoimh&#237;n and Ciar&#225;n had also to some extent anticipated the approach Myles would take in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>. In Caoimhgh&#237;n&#8217;s &#8216;Mharbh M&#233; Fear&#8217; (I killed a man), the narrator puts a garrulous Gaeltacht man who complains endlessly out of his misery by strangling him with his own beard. Ciar&#225;n used his regular column &#8216;Nuacht &#243;n Ghealtacht&#8217; (News from the Gealtacht) [i.e. the Mad Area] to spoof the clich&#233;s of Gaeltacht life as presented in both the autobiographies and in rural fiction.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n20">20</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>O&#8217;Leary also points out other Irish-language novels that display a similar level of satirical self-consciousness about the Gaeltacht. In 1939, &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s brother Ciar&#225;n published a detective novel in Irish titled <italic>Oidhche i nGleann na nGealt</italic> (A Night in Madmen&#8217;s Glen) which led critics to place him alongside M&#225;irt&#237;n &#211; Cadhain as an innovative writer in Irish, and which was reprinted in 1941.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n21">21</xref> Seosamh &#211; Torna&#8217;s 1940 novel <italic>Aill an Ghabhair</italic> (a placename &#8211; Allagour) imagines a multinational entertainment company based in London trying to turn a Gaeltacht town into a theme park.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n22">22</xref></p>
<p>It was therefore not, in 1941, a completely new move to satirise the Gaeltacht autobiography or to write critically about the Gaeltacht. Instead, as F. O&#8217;R. suggests, the reviews register that Myles achieves something new with the Irish language in two main respects. The first is the syncretic breadth of reference in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>. An English-language review published in the <italic>Leader</italic> describes the novel as &#8216;The Gaeltacht of the Books&#8217; and remarks that</p>
<disp-quote>
<p><italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> records the life-story, up to the present, of a native of the synthetic Gaeltacht of Corkadorky which lies within a few hours journey by ass-cart of the Blaskets, Galway, and the Rosses. Readers and admirers of Tomas O Criomhthain [sic], of Muir&#237;s O Suilleabh&#225;in [sic], of <italic>M&#225;ire</italic>, of Seos&#225;mh MacGrianna [sic], of Sean MacMaol&#225;in [sic], of Padhraig Og O Conaire [sic] and of others who have depicted the life and people of the various Gaeltacht areas will find in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> plenty of carefully and skilfully distorted echoes of their work.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n23">23</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>These reviewers register the fact that, as F. O&#8217;R. explains, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> only &#8216;pretends to be still another of the autobiographical sagas we have had from the West.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n24">24</xref> In fact, the novel&#8217;s montage of style and subject matter ranges across the dialect-regions and literatures of the Irish language. This review also captures the essence of a text which sets itself more ambitious goals than pastiche or parody: in recognising the value of its sources it is a gift to &#8216;admirers&#8217; of these modern Irish-language works, which are &#8216;carefully and skilfully&#8217; distorted. O&#8217;Leary records that this point is echoed in the review by &#8216;P. E. Mac Fh.,&#8217; whom he identifies as an tAthair Eric Mac Fhinn. This book could only have been written by a writer &#8216;<italic>a bhfuil cleachtadh aige ar &#233;igse agus ar sheanchus na Gaedhealtachta agus taithneamh aige ionnta</italic>&#8217; (familiar with the literature and traditional lore of the Gaeltacht and fond of them), Mac Fhinn claims, and such a satire adds to the tradition it satirises rather than belittles it: &#8216;<italic>N&#237; f&#233;idir rud a aoradh, le h&#233;ifeacht ar bith, ach an rud a bhfuil fi&#250;ntas ann</italic>&#8217; (it is not possible to successfully satirise anything that is not of value).<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n25">25</xref> Reviewers were not united on this point. O&#8217;Leary points out that reviewers writing in Irish for <italic>An S&#237;ol</italic>, the <italic>Irish Library Bulletin</italic>, and the <italic>Irish Rosary</italic> felt that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>&#8217;s literary value was compromised by its excessive parody.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n26">26</xref> This division of the audience &#8211; into conservatives who were outraged by the novel versus a newer generation who were energised by it &#8211; was undoubtedly part of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s promotional strategy; he explains to Cannon that &#8216;if the book doesn&#8217;t provoke a row with the die-hards, I will have to whip one up by showers of pseudonymous letters to the papers&#8217; (<italic>LET</italic>, 112).</p>
<p>The <italic>Leader</italic> also describes <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as being set in a &#8216;synthetic Gaeltacht,&#8217; adopting a similar practice to F. O&#8217;R., who uses the term &#8216;amalgam Gaeltacht.&#8217; A recognition of the intentional artificiality of the novel&#8217;s setting also features in a review by &#8216;Manus O&#8217;Neill&#8217; for the <italic>Standard</italic>. O&#8217;Neill writes:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>On the surface, the story is a parody of that famous autobiography of a Blasketman, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, but only on the surface. The parody is a mere cage in which Myles na gCopaleen entraps the creatures he wishes to put to the one hundred and one celestial tests of excruciating satire [&#8230;]. This is one of the daftest, bitterest, most hardhitting and outrageous books ever written in modern Irish: it is also one of the best.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n27">27</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>This final sentence featured in <italic>The Irish Times</italic>&#8217;s advertisement for the second edition of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> in 1942.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n28">28</xref> In the review, O&#8217;Neill establishes a distinction between the parodic level of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, which is interpreted as a superficial container, and the satirical core, in which the &#8216;creatures&#8217; of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> are subjected to &#8216;one hundred and one celestial tests of excruciating satire.&#8217; The parodic level of the novel as a fake autobiography is understood by early reviewers as a gateway into a fictional world, &#8216;an imaginary Gaeltacht,&#8217; as the reviewer for the <italic>National Student</italic> writes, which is a stage for a much larger satirical tableau &#8211; the entire literary tradition in the Irish language &#8211; than just fictional representations of life in the West.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n29">29</xref></p>
<p>The early reviews do not simply attest to the satirical uses of a &#8216;synthetic Gaeltacht&#8217; in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>; they often comment upon its implications for the Irish language, and this is the second major theme they share. <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, it is claimed, represents a new departure in prose style. This style is popular, readable, and not obscure despite its breadth of reference; in another review possibly contrived by &#211; Nuall&#225;in or an associate of his, the <italic>Dublin Evening Mail</italic> notes that &#8216;people are brushing up their Irish to read Myles na gCopaleen: a tribute that cannot be gainsaid.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n30">30</xref> L. O. R. writes in the <italic>Irish Independent</italic> that it is &#8216;very noteworthy&#8217; that the Irish is &#8216;simple&#8217;: &#8216;<italic>an-insp&#233;ise, Ghaedhilg simpl&#237; go leor</italic> [sic].&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n31">31</xref> The <italic>Connacht Tribune</italic> reiterates this point, remarking on the suitability of the novel&#8217;s language, style, and print for new readers of Irish.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n32">32</xref> Equally as significant in the early reviews is their agreement with F. O&#8217;R.&#8217;s prediction that &#8216;even the Irish is somewhat new.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n33">33</xref> The <italic>Nationalist and Munster Advertiser</italic> describes the novel as &#8216;A New And Quaint Departure In Irish Literature&#8217; and notes &#8216;the way in which Myles jumps his scenes and characters from Dingle and Blasket Islands to Aran, Connemara, Tory Island, and Folcarragh [sic] and blends their various dialects into a composite Irish literary style [that] no other writer of Irish we know of has succeeded in doing.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n34">34</xref> The review in Trinity College&#8217;s student magazine, <italic>A College Miscellany</italic>, remarks on the unusual popularity of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> compared to other Irish prose publications (&#8216;the first edition of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> has been completely sold out and a second edition is on its way&#8217;) and makes a similar point: &#8216;it is something completely new in modern Irish literature, and something that was definitely needed.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n35">35</xref></p>
<p>The repeated assertion that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> is something new helps to shed light on the context which made the novel necessary and which catapulted it to some success. As &#211; Conaire observes, &#8216;one reviewer saw it as the first manifestation of the new urban generation in Irish writing.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n36">36</xref> That is, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> was not received as a text which parodied and sneered at the Irish-language prose tradition, but rather as a modernising work which was accessible to new readers and represented an educated, self-conscious, and metafictional turn in the history of Irish literature. A &#8216;composite Irish literary style,&#8217; which is also easy to read for those less skilled with Irish, emerges as the novel&#8217;s enabling achievement in Irish prose for its first generation of readers. In the context of an Irish prose tradition, whether modernist or naturalist in orientation, in which writers tend to show fealty to a given dialect, this achievement of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> is striking.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n37">37</xref> However, as the novel matures, the enthusiasm of the 1940s gives way to responses that strike a different note.</p>
</sec>
<sec>
<title>Scepticism and Translation: The 1960s and 1970s</title>
<p>Little is published about <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> in the 1950s apart from pieces by &#211; Nuall&#225;in himself, who wrote about the novel in <italic>Cruiskeen Lawn</italic> and orchestrated radio broadcasts in anticipation of a third edition by S&#225;irs&#233;al agus Dill, a project which was brought to an end by disagreements about payment terms and orthography (<italic>LET</italic>, 224). As &#211; Conaire informs us in 1973, &#211; Nuall&#225;in also set the scene for his simplified Irish spelling system and new Roman type in a two-part article for the magazine <italic>Comhar</italic> which was published in October 1957 and March 1958.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n38">38</xref> Here, writing as &#8216;Melius na Gopaleen,&#8217; &#211; Nuall&#225;in first offers a linguistic theory that regards the phonics rather than the written form of words as the proper basis for meaning &#8211; &#8216;<italic>I measc daoine an focal labhartha an bunrud</italic>.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n39">39</xref> On this basis, the article proposes seven reforms to Irish spelling, including measures such as eliminating double letters, replacing the morphemes <italic>-omh, -amh</italic>, and -<italic>umh</italic> with a circumflex over the vowel, introducing the letter v to replace <italic>-ibh</italic> or <italic>-imh</italic>, and various other simplifications.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n40">40</xref> These bold orthographic proposals were implemented in the edition published by Dolmen in 1964, together with a new form of Times New Roman script for the Irish language.</p>
<p>Several readings of the novel published in the 1960s focus on these solutions to the great problems of Irish-language writing, solutions which turn out to be as divisive as the novel itself. Even prior to the controversial new edition&#8217;s appearance, the tone of reviews had changed. Risteard &#211; Glaisne published a reflection on &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s Irish-language writing in <italic>Comhar</italic> in 1962, in which he damns <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> with faint praise and quotes from an earlier review by a frequent critic of Myles, Thomas Hogan, who describes the novel as &#8216;a parody on Gaelic autobiographies which is so neat it is occasionally as dull as the originals.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n41">41</xref> &#211; Glaisne also challenges the earlier view that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> masterfully blends Irish dialects, writing instead: <italic>&#8216;Ach chun an fh&#237;rinne a insint, n&#237;l fianaise ar bith in</italic> An B&#233;al Bocht <italic>go bhfh&#233;adfadh Myles aon chan&#250;int a scr&#237;obh chomh beacht sin go gceapfa&#237; gur de bhunadh na Gaeltachta &#233;</italic>&#8217; (But to tell the truth, there is no evidence in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> that Myles could write any dialect so precisely that it would be thought to be of Gaeltacht origin).<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n42">42</xref> In 1965, M&#225;irt&#237;n &#211; Cadhain concedes that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> will be counted &#8216;<italic>i gc&#243;na&#237; ar aora m&#243;ra phr&#243;is na Gaeilge</italic>&#8217; (always among the great Irish prose satires) but he attacks the spelling changes made for the new edition, which he says is littered with typos, and criticises aspects of the new typeface.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n43">43</xref> P&#225;draig &#211; Siochfhradha also writes critically on the new edition&#8217;s spelling and typeface for <italic>Comhar</italic>.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n44">44</xref> The present article shall not dwell on the spelling or typography debate, save to point out that &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s effort to modernise the Irish language &#8211; and the fierce response this generated in the pages of the Irish-language print media of the 1960s &#8211; is a fascinating and barely touched area for future research.</p>
<p>The writing on <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> in the 1960s and 1970s also reflects a change in the novel&#8217;s reception: it loses its status as a new departure in the style and content of Irish-language literature (perhaps surpassed on this measure by the success of &#211; Cadhain&#8217;s <italic>Cr&#233; na Cille</italic>) and begins to be seen as an obscure work. In 1960, John Jordan writes in <italic>Hibernia</italic> that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> is &#8216;a bookish book&#8217; whose humour is inaccessible to those without a broad familiarity with Irish &#8216;autobiographical treatises&#8217; of which even the best &#8216;are a bit dubious.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n45">45</xref> Benedict Kiely writes in 1973 that:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>The <italic>Catch-22</italic>-style joke about &#8216;An B&#233;al Bocht&#8217; when it first appeared thirty-two years ago was that by pouring ridicule on many of things that the more staid Gaelic revivalists revered, it proved beyond doubt that the Gaelic revival was, in fact, reviving. But by the nature of the case it was an in-joke, and since only a fraction of the Irish people read or spoke the Irish language it was an in-joke within an in-joke. Worse still: only a fraction of that fraction was prepared to be amused.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n46">46</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>Kiely reverses the earlier idea that the novel contributes to the cause of the modern Irish-language prose by expanding its readership and engaging with its traditions. Kiely&#8217;s view makes more sense when we consider that critics were somewhat gloomier about the prospects for Irish-language literature in the 1970s than they had been in the optimistic 1940s. For example, in an essay for <italic>The Pleasures of Gaelic Literature</italic> (1977) collection edited by Jordan, which promoted the appreciation of Irish-language literature, Breand&#225;n &#211; hEithir ends his discussion of &#211; Cadhain as follows: &#8216;I have a feeling that in time, the weak and struggling plant that is contemporary writing in Irish will be seen to have had its roots in <italic>Cr&#233; na Cille</italic>.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n47">47</xref> Perhaps the long experience of this &#8216;weak and struggling plant&#8217; made <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> seem, to critics like Jordan and Kiely, more like a failed experiment than a new departure.</p>
<p>Despite the growing popularity of Flann O&#8217;Brien after &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s death and the appearance of <italic>The Third Policeman</italic> in 1967, this gloomy outlook on Irish-language writing is the backdrop to the publication of Patrick C. Power&#8217;s translation of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> in 1973. Power was one of several candidates to translate the novel, and he was picked out and discussed in letters between &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s wife Evelyn, his publisher Timothy O&#8217;Keeffe, and &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s brother Caoimh&#237;n. According to a letter by Evelyn to O&#8217;Keeffe, in contrast to the specimen translations proposed by O&#8217;Keeffe&#8217;s company, MacGibbon &amp; Kee, she had &#8216;come across lately an example of the translation of a part of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> which <italic>does</italic> have a certain amount of that verve which is so evident in Brian&#8217;s writing.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n48">48</xref> The source was Power&#8217;s <italic>A Literary History of Ireland</italic>, a well-received work published in 1969, which won Power the authority to translate <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht. A Literary History</italic> divides Irish literature into distinctive chapters: those covering literature written in Irish, which is linked to the ancient medieval tradition, and that written in English, either linked back to the Anglo-Norman invaders or framed as a part of the Anglo-Irish Revival. Power divides his coverage of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s work into two parts on either side of this linguistic divide: an account of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (together with a translated passage) is provided in the Irish section, but <italic>At Swim-Two-Birds</italic> is not dealt with until the &#8216;Irish Literature in English&#8217; section.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n49">49</xref> By boxing off an &#8216;Irish Myles,&#8217; this book provides an early example of a formal tendency to elide both the continuity of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s literary project across the three earlier novels and the importance of English-language writing to <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (Declan Kiberd alerts us to the latter in an article for <italic>Comhar</italic> in 1984<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n50">50</xref>). Despite the lucidity and success of Power&#8217;s translation, it is also an influential act of interpretation which bears the same relation to <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as the interpretation of <italic>The Islandman</italic> in the hands of its translator, Robin Flower, does to <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>. This slippage is understood at the earliest stages of the translation process, such as when Evelyn&#8217;s support for an English-language version by Power is backed by Caoimh&#237;n in a subsequent letter, but not without qualification. Caoimh&#237;n writes:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>If adverse criticism be made, it could be said that the translation is a little too easy-going. It is not always faithful in detail and though this may not always matter there is danger of overlooking small points. For example, he translates <italic>is f&#237;or duit f&#237;rineach</italic> [sic] as &#8216;I think you&#8217;re right&#8217;! In fact the jocose reinforcement &#8211; truly true &#8211; recurs constantly and shouldn&#8217;t be paraphrased [&#8230;]. The same thing applies to the forms of address, which are medieval and courtly throughout and contrast ludicrously with the utter squalor and poverty of the speakers [&#8230;]. These are small points but fidelity to some extent depends on the like in a translation otherwise attractive.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n51">51</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>The &#8216;small points&#8217; that Caoimh&#237;n identifies in a translation that is &#8216;a little too easy-going&#8217; contribute to the changing critical trajectory of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>. For example, the developing narrative that the novel refers merely to certain specific Gaeltacht autobiographies of &#8216;dubious&#8217; merit, as Jordan writes, can only be reinforced by a translation which masks its wider literary references, such as the play between medieval and modern forms of Irish words. Similarly, a translation which overlooks &#8216;small points&#8217; in favour of readability risks flattening its prose and dulling the edge of its satire.</p>
<p><italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> furnishes ammunition for attacks on <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>. In <italic>Hibernia</italic> in November 1973, Bernard Share, noting &#8216;the healthy state of the Myles industry,&#8217; launches a withering critique of the translation that effortlessly extends to an attack on &#211; Nuall&#225;in himself:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>The point is that the whole <italic>raison d&#8217;&#234;tre</italic> of the book was that it is written in Irish. Half the jokes are linguistic, and those that are not are situational. The rest are of such refined Mylesian quality as to have almost eluded the author himself. This is an elegant production, furbished with some quaint and unsuitable illustrations and a travesty of Sean O&#8217;Sullivan&#8217;s original map of Corcha Dorcha [sic], apparently aimed at convincing the non-Irish reader that forelocks are still being doffed West of Holyhead. And this state of affairs is basically the fault of nobody but the author. The ironies have all gone up in smoke, and the little that remains is of such refined unsubtlety as to delude even the reader following it with the Irish original. Or vice versa.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n52">52</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>Rather than combining a depth of reference with readable Irish, the novel, in Share&#8217;s reading, has become obscure by design and resistant to interpretation, whether in translation or in the original. In this account, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> ceases to exist as a break with the clich&#233;s of Irish-language fiction and instead, through the problematic of its obscure, &#8216;untranslatable ironies,&#8217; becomes no more than a catalogue of those clich&#233;s. Prompted by comments like &#8216;or vice versa,&#8217; one suspects that Share is judging the original text in the light of the Power translation rather than the other way around.</p>
<p>Earlier in his review, Share also describes &#211; Nuall&#225;in as a writer who squanders his talent in comic writing: &#8216;Beckett (after <italic>Murphy</italic>, a very funny book) seems to have seen that humour would lead him only into self-parody. Not so Myles. After <italic>At Swim</italic>, he didn&#8217;t break the mould, but preserved it in vinegar. The resultant pickles, to say the least, were mixed.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n53">53</xref> Share places <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> within this narrative of ruined potential: &#8216;Myles, had he gone on writing in the Irish of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, might have also slammed a door behind him. But instead he imprisoned himself, with occasional forays, inside a column.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n54">54</xref> The narrative connects <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, as &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s last published novel in the early phase of his career, to the sense of a climax for a writer whose work quickly declines afterwards. In the first critical monograph to be published on &#211; Nuall&#225;in, Clissmann concludes her chapter dealing with <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (which also deals with <italic>Faustus Kelly</italic> and, very briefly, the short stories &#8216;John Duffy&#8217;s Brother,&#8217; &#8216;The Martyr&#8217;s Crown,&#8217; and &#8216;Two in One&#8217;) with the judgment that &#8216;apart from <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, the writing of these years, was, in the main, ephemeral and inconsequential.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n55">55</xref> As the Power translation was available, it was also possible for Clissmann to commence an Anglophone critical habit of discussing <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> with the caveat that the &#8216;version referred to here is the translation published by Patrick Power in 1973.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n56">56</xref> Despite this limitation, Clissmann&#8217;s analysis is perceptive, noting the relationships between <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht, At Swim-Two-Birds</italic>, and <italic>The Third Policeman</italic> and dealing with two of its intertexts: S&#233;amas &#211; Grianna and Tom&#225;s &#211; Criomhthain.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n57">57</xref></p>
<p>However, the practice of referring to <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> when the text in question is, in fact, <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic>, establishes an alternative, Anglicised, branch of criticism that invariably builds Power&#8217;s translation into its core assumptions. The translation is a critical repositioning of the novel that changed the course of its later reception, eroding the nuances appreciated by early reviewers. Maebh Long addresses this development in her reading of the use of proper names in &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s original and Power&#8217;s translation in <italic>Assembling Flann O&#8217;Brien</italic> (2014), where she also cites Caoimh&#237;n&#8217;s comments on the latter. Long concludes that the Anglicised context for Power&#8217;s translation, such as previous English-language translations of the Gaeltacht autobiographies, results in a flattening of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>&#8217;s satirical significance: &#8216;the distance between satirically presenting an Irish stereotype, and <italic>being</italic> a stereotype, is drastically reduced when read in English.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n58">58</xref> Writing in 1995, Eugene McKendry pinpoints the unintended consequences of the manner in which <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> eclipsed <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> as a reference point for scholars and international readers when he critically reviews a Swedish translation of the novel which is based not on the Irish original but on the Power translation. His review corrects the many errors and misreadings in the Swedish version which are the result of a translator working from the English translation who is neither &#8216;competent in the original language,&#8217; nor &#8216;familiar with the content matter, whether technical or cultural.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n59">59</xref> The most dangerous product of such a translation of a translation is the simplification of &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s intentions, such as the comment in the Swedish translator&#8217;s postscript that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> attacks &#8216;<italic>irl&#228;ndska nationalisterna</italic>&#8217; (Irish nationalists). Such &#8216;interpretations,&#8217; writes McKendry, &#8216;tend to be too static, simplistic, and outdated, fitting into the kind of neat little boxes which Brian &#211; Nuall&#225;in spent his literary life displacing.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n60">60</xref></p>
<p>The exception to the prevailing revisionism during the 1970s is scholarship by &#211; Conaire, which has informed the present article&#8217;s investigation throughout. In 1973, he prefigures the larger-scale work of <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic> by publishing, in English, a sequence of important corrections to the developing narrative around <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>. In part of this article, &#211; Conaire also discusses the early critical reception of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, quoting from the welcoming reviews in the <italic>Dublin Evening Mail</italic> and the <italic>Standard</italic> discussed above. He treats negative reviews, such as the &#8216;withering&#8217; attack in the <italic>Irish Library Bulletin</italic>, as proof of its &#8216;satirical success&#8217;. &#211; Conaire surmises that:</p>
<disp-quote>
<p>the importance of the work was commented on from a number of points of view. One reviewer saw it as the first manifestation of the new urban generation in Irish writing, another as a healthy debunking and a salutary warning to all future autobiographers, another as a much needed reintroduction of a lusty and inventive humour and of a lively new prose-style into modern Irish. A number of dialect forms are, in fact, used in the book and the language, though not wholly accurate, has a fresh, simple, concrete, vibrant &#8211; celtic &#8211; ring to it.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n61">61</xref></p>
</disp-quote>
<p>By taking a closer look at the reviews that &#211; Conaire summarises, we also learn that the concept of a &#8216;synthetic&#8217; or &#8216;amalgam&#8217; Gaeltacht as the setting for <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, appeals to reviewers as a figure for its cosmopolitan new style.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n62">62</xref> However, these aspects of the original novel were overshadowed in readings that emerged at the time of a translation which brought <italic>The Poor Mouth</italic> to a much larger international audience.</p>
</sec>
<sec>
<title>Conclusion: The 1980s and Beyond</title>
<p>The 1980s bring a sea-change into criticism of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> with the publication of &#211; Conaire&#8217;s handbook, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>. Written in Irish and informed by his assiduous, unparalleled research into the original work and its reception, &#211; Conaire&#8217;s scholarship discloses an almost limitless breadth and depth to &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s Irish-language reading, together with a Joycean capability to synthesise this diverse set of materials into an extraordinarily rich literary texturing. &#211; Conaire&#8217;s excavation of the novel&#8217;s influences and techniques sets the scene for the many readings that follow. For example, he anticipates the succession of postcolonial and historicist readings of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> by mapping the terrain of the culture wars in which &#211; Nuall&#225;in fought,<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n63">63</xref> demonstrating that he should be &#8216;seen in proper perspective as a child of his generation and not, as so often appears, as a special case. Many of his chosen targets had in fact been singled out by others long before his time.&#8217;<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n64">64</xref> Equally, by revealing <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> to be a vast intertextual composition, a <italic>summa</italic> in miniature form of an entire literary tradition, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic> also opens a path for more theoretically inclined readings, which explore the text as a pivot between the modernist and postmodernist phases in the Irish novel.<xref ref-type="fn" rid="n65">65</xref></p>
<p>This article has built on &#211; Conaire&#8217;s map of early responses to recuperate the sense of excitement and promise for the future of Irish prose that <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> created in its first generation of readers. It has also argued that the efforts by &#211; Nuall&#225;in to facilitate the continued success of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> may have contributed to the scepticism about the novel which developed during the middle period of its reception. He associates <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> with <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> to a degree that gives rise to the false idea that it is a simple pastiche or parody. Further, by tying up the eventual publication of the third edition with a controversy about orthography, he gives ground to the equally false idea that the humour of the original text is obscurantist. The story of how those attitudes gave way to the plethora of brilliant modern scholarship on the novel is an account for a future article. Suffice to say that, eighty years on, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> continues to gleam as &#8216;something entirely new,&#8217; a fresh turn in Irish-language prose for a new generation of readers, which did and continues to win interest in the language.</p>
</sec>
</body>
<back>
<fn-group>
<fn id="n1"><p>The two Browne and Nolan reader reports are reproduced by Breand&#225;n &#211; Conaire, in <italic>Myles na Gaeilge: L&#225;mhleabhar ar shaothar Gaeilge Bhrian &#211; Nuall&#225;in</italic> (Dublin: An Cl&#243;chomhar Tta, 1986), the more critical of which reads: &#8216;I can safely assert that in an experience of sixty years this is quite the craziest piece of Irish I have ever met. What most surprises me is the self-assurance of the author &#8211; a man who demonstrates twenty times on every page that he is the veriest tyro in the Irish language. For want of knowledge he cannot begin, or continue, or finish a sentence properly. Constructions such as he writes have never before been seen in Irish and one earnestly hopes that nothing of the kind will ever be repeated&#8217; (103).</p></fn>
<fn id="n2"><p>Letter to S&#225;irs&#233;al agus Dill, 4 August 1956, in Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>Collected Letters of Flann O&#8217;Brien</italic>, ed. Maebh Long (Victoria, TX: Dalkey Archive Press, 2018), 208. Hereafter referenced in main text as <italic>LET</italic>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n3"><p>The typeface is described as &#8216;Times New Roman&#8217; or &#8216;<italic>Cl&#243; nua-R&#243;mh&#225;nach</italic>,&#8217; in contrast to &#8216;Cl&#243; R&#243;mh&#225;nach&#8217; in a Publisher's Note enclosed in the 1964 Dolmen third edition of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (see <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 118).</p></fn>
<fn id="n4"><p>Appendix E in &#211; Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 329, and remarks, cited below, in Breand&#225;n &#211; Conaire, &#8216;Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, and Other Irish Matters,&#8217; <italic>Irish University Review</italic> 3, no. 2 (Autumn 1973): 124. Available at <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="http://www.jstor.org/stable/25477702">http://www.jstor.org/stable/25477702</ext-link>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n5"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 122&#8211;23.</p></fn>
<fn id="n6"><p>Tom&#225;s &#211; Criomhthain, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic> (Dublin: Talbot, 1929), 5, cited and translated in Jane Farnon, &#8216;Motifs of Gaelic Lore and Literature in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>,&#8217; in <italic>Conjuring Complexities: Essays on Flann O&#8217;Brien</italic>, eds. Anne Clune and Tess Hurson (Belfast: Queen&#8217;s University Press, 1997), 92.</p></fn>
<fn id="n7"><p>The phrase &#8216;<italic>de dheascaibh easba sp&#225;is agus f&#243;s</italic>&#8217; appears in the first edition (Baile &#193;tha Cliath: An Press N&#225;isi&#250;nta, 1941) but not in all subsequent editions. Here Farnon (92) quotes from the third edition (Baile &#193;tha Cliath: Cl&#243; Dolmen), 1964, which also reproduces this phrase on page 5. Unless otherwise specified, the present article refers to 1986 Mercier edition, which was reprinted in 2018 and is the most widely available, but does not reproduce the phrase in question. Myles na gCopaleen, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht n&#243; An Mille&#225;nach: Drochsc&#233;al ar an drochshaol curtha in eagar le Myles na gCopaleen</italic> (Cork: Mercier, 1986).</p></fn>
<fn id="n8"><p>Translated by Patrick C. Power in Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>The Complete Novels: At Swim-Two-Birds, The Third Policeman, The Poor Mouth, The Hard Life, The Dalkey Archive</italic>, introd. Keith Donohue (London: Everyman, 2007), 409. The passage is translated differently in Farnon, 92, where she uses the phrase &#8216;most of it&#8217; instead of Power&#8217;s &#8216;much&#8217; to translate the word &#8216;m&#243;rchuid.&#8217; <italic>Focl&#243;ir Gaeilge &#8211; B&#233;arla</italic> supports both senses and the literal translation of &#8216;great-part&#8217; or &#8216;greater-part&#8217; suggests that the sense of &#8216;the majority of it&#8217; is more apt here. &#8216;M&#243;rchuid&#8217; in <italic>Focl&#243;ir Gaeilge-B&#233;arla</italic> [online] available at: <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://www.teanglann.ie/ga/fgb/m%C3%B3rchuid">https://www.teanglann.ie/ga/fgb/m%C3%B3rchuid</ext-link> [accessed 6 December 2018].</p></fn>
<fn id="n9"><p>&#211; Criomhthain, <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>, title page, 6, 265 and translated in Tom&#225;s O&#8217;Crohan, <italic>The Islander</italic>, trans. Gary Bannister and David Sowby (Dublin: Gill Books, 2012), 298.</p></fn>
<fn id="n10"><p>The letters surrounding <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>&#8216;s potential republication in modernised Irish are in &#211; Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 114&#8211;17 and details of its radio productions in 1946, 1957, 1957, 1958, and 1961 are given in <italic>ibid</italic>., 119.</p></fn>
<fn id="n11"><p>Myles na Gopaleen, &#8216;Cruiskeen Lawn: Islanding,&#8217; <italic>The Irish Times</italic> (3 January 1957): 3. Hereafter referenced in main text as <italic>CL</italic>. The column is cited by Se&#225;n &#211; Coile&#225;in in his preface to Bannister and Sowby&#8217;s translation of <italic>An tOile&#225;nach, The Islander</italic>, xi, which itself uses the Irish text of &#211; Coile&#225;in&#8217;s edition (Dublin: Talbot, 2002).</p></fn>
<fn id="n12"><p>Appendix F in &#211; Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 331. My translation. See O&#8217;Nolan&#8217;s letter to Cannon (<italic>LET</italic>, 111&#8211;12).</p></fn>
<fn id="n13"><p>The publications listed in the letter are: <italic>The Irish Times, Irish Independent, Irish Press, Cork Examiner, Irish News</italic> (Belfast), <italic>The Bell, Dublin Magazine, Leader, Studies, &#201;igse, Standard, An Gl&#243;r, Hibernia, Ar Aghaidh</italic>, &#8220;T.C.D.&#8221;, <italic>The National Student, Father Matthew Record, Irish Rosary</italic>, and <italic>Catholic Bulletin</italic>. Of these, the <italic>Dublin Magazine, Studies, &#201;igse, Hibernia, Father Matthew Record</italic>, and the <italic>Catholic Bulletin</italic> do not appear to have published a review.</p></fn>
<fn id="n14"><p>F. O&#8217;R., &#8216;Myles Takes off His Coat!,&#8217; <italic>The Irish Times</italic> (13 December 1941): 5, &#211; Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 331&#8211;32. Sheridan was suggested to me as the probable author by Joseph LaBine, who notes that the more verbose and explicatory style is more comparable to articles and reviews Sheridan published in <italic>Ireland To-day</italic> than to &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s concise prose.</p></fn>
<fn id="n15"><p>Advertisement, <italic>The Irish Times</italic> (29 November 1941), Flann O&#8217;Brien Collection, Burns Library, Boston College, box 17, folder 23. Thanks to Joseph LaBine for directing me to this clipping.</p></fn>
<fn id="n16"><p>F. O&#8217;R., &#8216;Myles,&#8217; 5</p></fn>
<fn id="n17"><p>This point is made in &#211; Conaire&#8217;s conclusion to <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic> when he writes of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>: &#8216;<italic>I ndeireadh thiar is r&#225;iteas pearsanta &#233; &#243; bhall den ch&#233;ad ghl&#250;n &#201;ireannach a fuair a gcuid scola&#237;ochta ar fad faoi ch&#243;ras nua an tSaorst&#225;it [&#8230;] ball d&#8217;aicme a raibh sp&#233;is acu sa l&#233;ann agus a raibh s&#233; d&#8217;acmhainn acu oideachas ti&#250; leibh&#233;al a chur ar a glcann</italic>&#8217; (It is ultimately a personal statement from a member of the first generation of Irish people who received all their schooling under the new Free State system [&#8230;] a member of a class who were interested in learning and who had the potential to impart a level of education to their children). &#211; Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 238&#8211;39. My translation.</p></fn>
<fn id="n18"><p>Philip O&#8217;Leary, <italic>Irish Interior: Keeping Faith with the Past in Gaelic Prose 1940&#8211;1951</italic> (Dublin: University College Dublin Press, 2010), 452.</p></fn>
<fn id="n19"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 452&#8211;53.</p></fn>
<fn id="n20"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 454. Caoimh&#237;n&#8217;s story is published in <italic>Comhthrom F&#233;inne</italic> (March 1940): 15&#8211;16.</p></fn>
<fn id="n21"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 394.</p></fn>
<fn id="n22"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 436&#8211;37.</p></fn>
<fn id="n23"><p>Review of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht, Leader</italic> 83, no. 22 (27 December 1941): 540.</p></fn>
<fn id="n24"><p>F. O&#8217;R., &#8216;Myles,&#8217; 5.</p></fn>
<fn id="n25"><p>P. E. Mac Fh., &#8216;New Books: <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>,&#8217; <italic>Ar Aghaidh</italic> (January 1942): 6, cited and translated in O&#8217;Leary, <italic>Irish Interior</italic>, 458, 594.</p></fn>
<fn id="n26"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 455, 457.</p></fn>
<fn id="n27"><p>Manus O&#8217;Neill, &#8216;Live Irish,&#8217; <italic>Standard</italic> (2 January 1942).</p></fn>
<fn id="n28"><p>&#8216;Myles na gCopaleen Makes History!,&#8217; advertisement, <italic>The Irish Times</italic> (17 January 1942), Flann O&#8217;Brien Collection, Burns Library, Boston College, box 17, folder 23.</p></fn>
<fn id="n29"><p>An Pucan Meidhreach, <italic>National Student/Comhthrom F&#233;inne</italic> (December 1941): 14.</p></fn>
<fn id="n30"><p>Popsh&#250;il Mairn&#233;alach, &#8216;Gaels in the Pillory,&#8217; <italic>Dublin Evening Mail</italic> (24 December 1941): 3. The pseudonym is drawn from Chapter Three of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (44). The defence of the novel resembles the article by F. O&#8217;R, and phrases such as &#8216;it would be a mistake to think his function is to shatter a sham structure by force of ridicule&#8217; exhibit a Mylesian sharpness and density.</p></fn>
<fn id="n31"><p>L. O. R., &#8216;Leabhair Nua,&#8217; <italic>Irish Independent</italic> (17 February 1942): 2. My translation.</p></fn>
<fn id="n32"><p>D. &#211; C., review of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht, Connacht Tribune</italic> (20 December 1941): 3.</p></fn>
<fn id="n33"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n34"><p>&#8216;Literary Notes,&#8217; <italic>Nationalist and Munster Advertiser</italic> (7 January 1942): 1</p></fn>
<fn id="n35"><p>Anon., Review of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht, T.C.D.: A College Miscellany</italic> (5 February 1942): 62.</p></fn>
<fn id="n36"><p>&#211; Conaire, &#8216;Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> and Other Irish Matters,&#8217; 124.</p></fn>
<fn id="n37"><p>Examples of consistent writing within a single dialect of Irish include the adherence to Galway dialect in &#211; Cadhain, the dialects of poets like Se&#225;n &#211; R&#237;ord&#225;in and M&#225;irt&#237;n &#211; Dire&#225;in, and of course the specificity of memoirs from specific Gaeltacht regions. However, as Riste&#225;rd &#211; Glaisne contends (see footnote 42), the question of whether &#211; Nuall&#225;in&#8217;s novel successfully blends Irish dialects or renders them convincingly remains open.</p></fn>
<fn id="n38"><p>Conaire, <italic>Myles na Gaeilge</italic>, 140.</p></fn>
<fn id="n39"><p>Melius na Gopaleen, &#8216;Guna Nua Do Chaitl&#237;n,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 16, no. 10 (October 1957): 18. Available on request from New York Public Library.</p></fn>
<fn id="n40"><p>Melius na Gopaleen, &#8216;Guna Nua Do Chaitl&#237;n: II,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 17, no. 3 (March 1958): 12. Available at: <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://www.jstor.org/stable/20550399">https://www.jstor.org/stable/20550399</ext-link>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n41"><p>Risteard &#211; Glaisne, &#8216;Scr&#237;bhneoireacht Ghaeilge Myles na gCopaleen,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 21, no. 4 (Aibre&#225;n 1962): 18, citing Thomas Hogan, &#8216;Myles na gCopaleen,&#8217; <italic>The Bell</italic> (November 1946).</p></fn>
<fn id="n42"><p>&#211; Glaisne, &#8216;Scr&#237;bhneoireacht Ghaeilge,&#8217; 19. My translation.</p></fn>
<fn id="n43"><p>M&#225;irt&#237;n &#211; Cadhain, &#8216;Leabhar at&#225; ar Aora M&#243;ra Phr&#243;is na Gaeilge,&#8217; <italic>Feasta</italic> 18, no. 1 (April 1965): 25&#8211;26. My translation.</p></fn>
<fn id="n44"><p>P&#225;draig &#211; Siochfhradha, &#8216;Melius Locuta Causa Finita,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 24, no. 1 (January 1965): 17&#8211;18. Available at <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://www.jstor.org/stable/20551873">https://www.jstor.org/stable/20551873</ext-link>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n45"><p>John Jordan, &#8216;The Saddest Book Ever to Come out of Ireland,&#8217; <italic>Hibernia</italic> (5 August 1960), republished in <italic>Alive Alive O!: Flann O&#8217;Brien&#8217;s</italic> At Swim-Two-Birds, ed. R&#252;diger Imhof (Dublin: Wolfhound Press, 1985), 51.</p></fn>
<fn id="n46"><p>Benedict Kiely, &#8216;Getting the Point,&#8217; <italic>The Irish Times</italic> (17 November 1973): 12</p></fn>
<fn id="n47"><p>Breand&#225;n &#211; hEithir, &#8216;<italic>Cr&#233; na Cille</italic>&#8217; in <italic>The Pleasures of Gaelic Literature</italic>, ed. John Jordan (Dublin: Mercier, 1977), 84. It should be noted that this collection contains a powerful affirmation of the value of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> by Brendan Kennelly, which strikes a different note to the responses earlier in the 1970s: &#8216;By taking the clich&#233;s of other writers, and by repeatedly inserting them into his own vivid, animated narrative, Myles na gCopaleen achieves unfailing satiric and comic effects. He mocks evasion; he parodies inertia. And in showing the verbal tiredness of others, he proves his own tremendous exuberance. The language of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> is remarkable for its sustained energy. There is nothing flabby or soft about it. It has an intellectual cut and keenness, a constant hitting of the satirical bull&#8217;s-eye, a stabbing accuracy, that simply cannot fail to delight any mind which recognises that a respect for language is a respect for life itself. Unless we try, with all our hearts and minds, to say what we mean, we do not mean what we say. That is what I mean by &#8220;respect&#8221;&#8217; (90&#8211;91).</p></fn>
<fn id="n48"><p>Letter from Evelyn O&#8217;Nolan to Timothy O&#8217;Keeffe, 22 October 1969, Flann O&#8217;Brien Collection, Burns Library, Boston College, box 7, folders 1&#8211;3.</p></fn>
<fn id="n49"><p>Patrick C. Power, <italic>A Literary History of Ireland</italic> (Cork: Mercier, 1969), 122&#8211;24, 172&#8211;73.</p></fn>
<fn id="n50"><p>Declan Kibert [sic], &#8216;<italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> agus an B&#233;arla,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 43, no. 4 (April 1984): 20&#8211;27. Available at: <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://www.jstor.org/stable/20555375">https://www.jstor.org/stable/20555375</ext-link>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n51"><p>Letter from Caoimh&#237;n &#211; Nuall&#225;in to Evelyn &#211; Nuall&#225;in, 29 November 1969, Flann O&#8217;Brien Collection, Burns Library, Boston College, box 7, folders 1&#8211;3.</p></fn>
<fn id="n52"><p>Bernard Share, &#8216;A Cluster of Untranslatable Ironies,&#8217; <italic>Hibernia</italic> 30 (November 1973): 14.</p></fn>
<fn id="n53"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n54"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>.</p></fn>
<fn id="n55"><p>Anne Clissmann, <italic>Flann O&#8217;Brien: A Critical Introduction to his Writings</italic> (Dublin: Gill &amp; Macmillan, 1975), 268.</p></fn>
<fn id="n56"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 234.</p></fn>
<fn id="n57"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 234&#8211;50.</p></fn>
<fn id="n58"><p>Maebh Long, <italic>Assembling Flann O&#8217;Brien</italic> (London: Bloomsbury, 2014), 136.</p></fn>
<fn id="n59"><p>Eugene McKendry, &#8216;<italic>Klagomunnen</italic> and the Limits of Translation,&#8217; <italic>Moderna Sprak</italic> 89, no. 2 (1995): 142.</p></fn>
<fn id="n60"><p><italic>Ibid</italic>., 144.</p></fn>
<fn id="n61"><p>&#211; Conaire, &#8216;Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, and Other Irish Matters,&#8217; 138&#8211;39.</p></fn>
<fn id="n62"><p>Review of <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht, Leader</italic>, 540; F. O&#8217;R., &#8216;Myles,&#8217; 5</p></fn>
<fn id="n63"><p>For example: Richard Murphy, &#8216;&#8220;A root of the new sprout&#8221;?: Flann O&#8217;Brien, Minor Literature, and the Modern Gaelic Canon,&#8217; in <italic>Is it about a bicycle?</italic>: <italic>Flann O&#8217;Brien in the Twenty-First Century</italic>, ed. Jennika Baines (Dublin: Four Courts Press, 2011), 67&#8211;82; Sarah McKibben, &#8216;<italic>The Poor Mouth</italic>: A Parody of (Post) Colonial Irish Manhood,&#8217; <italic>Research in African Literatures</italic> 34, no. 4 (2003): 96&#8211;104; Aisling N&#237; Churraigh&#237;n, &#8216;B&#233;al Bocht an bh&#233;aloidis: Myles na gCopaleen agus a luath-chrit&#237;c ar an bhaili&#250; ghairmi&#250;il,&#8217; <italic>Comhar Taighde</italic> 3 (Deireadh F&#243;mhair 2017), available at: <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="http://comhartaighde.ie/eagrain/3/nichurraighin/">http://comhartaighde.ie/eagrain/3/nichurraighin/</ext-link>; Gregory Darwin, &#8216;As ucht a bhochtanais Ghaeiligh&#8217;: Parody, Poverty, and the Politics of Irish Folklore in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>,&#8217; <italic>The Parish Review: Journal of Flann O&#8217;Brien Studies</italic> 4, no. 1 (Spring 2018): 17&#8211;28, available at: <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://doi.org/10.16995/pr.3227">https://doi.org/10.16995/pr.3227</ext-link>; and Louis de Paor, &#8216;Myles na gCopaleen agus drochshampla na ndea-leabhar,&#8217; in <italic>Ag Caint leis an Simn&#233;? D&#250;shl&#225;n an Traidisi&#250;in agus Nualitr&#237;ocht na Gaeilge</italic> (Conamara: Cl&#243; Iar-Chonnacht), 148&#8211;65.</p></fn>
<fn id="n64"><p>&#211; Conaire, &#8216;Flann O&#8217;Brien, <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>, and Other Irish Matters,&#8217; 124.</p></fn>
<fn id="n65"><p>For example: Brian &#211; Conchubhair, &#8216;<italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> and <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>: Writing on the Margin: Gaelic Glosses or Postmodern Marginalia,&#8217; in <italic>The Review of Contemporary Fiction</italic> 31, no. 3 (Fall 2011): 191&#8211;204; Ian &#211; Caoimh, &#8216;Timpeall chun an Teampaill: idirth&#233;acs&#250;lacht iarnua-aoiseach <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>,&#8217; <italic>Comhar</italic> 73, no. 1 (January 2013): 15&#8211;18 and <italic>Comhar</italic> 73, no. 2 (February 2013): 17&#8211;21; Brian &#211; Conchubhair, &#8216;The Bildung Subject and Modernist Autobiography in <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic> (Beyond <italic>An tOile&#225;nach</italic>),&#8217; <italic>The Parish Review: Journal of Flann O&#8217;Brien Studies</italic> 4, no. 1 (Spring 2018): 39&#8211;50, available at <ext-link ext-link-type="uri" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink" xlink:href="https://doi.org/10.16995/pr.3230">https://doi.org/10.16995/pr.3230</ext-link>; Neil Murphy, &#8216;Myles na gCopaleen, Flann O&#8217;Brien, and <italic>An B&#233;al Bocht</italic>: Intertextuality and Aesthetic Play,&#8217; in <italic>Flann O&#8217;Brien: Contesting Legacies</italic>, eds. Ruben Borg, Paul Fagan, and Werner Huber (Cork: Cork University Press, 2014), 143&#8211;55.</p></fn>
</fn-group>
<ack>
<title>Acknowledgements</title>
<p>The author wishes to thank Joseph LaBine for his contributions to this article which include (but are hardly limited to): the formation of key ideas; the sharing of certain archival material; the recommendation that letters involving the Power translation and a discussion of Power&#8217;s history of Irish literature be included, and the review of a late draft of the essay itself.</p>
</ack>
<sec>
<title>Competing Interests</title>
<p>The author has no competing interests to declare.</p>
</sec>
</back>
</article>