Prescott’s wonderful romp of a tale
of Hector Cortés conquest of the natives of Mexico is a narrative history in
the most classical of sense: full of dubious details, and resplendent in its
flowery depiction of the Spanish.
Prescott, untrained as it were, in what we would call the profession of
history today, manages quite well in his description of Cortés through various
sources which (at least in my version of the publication) are cited in
footnotes. His description of Cortés
youth and early career are particularly storied and rife with details that one
could easily see being fabricated. In
all likelihood, even the sources Prescott cites for these snippets seem like
classical (Greek) writing of history.
What I mean is that in this type of history writing what was more
important to the “historian” was what the figure would have or should have
said/done rather than what actually happened.
There are legitimate nuggets of truth in this narrative, but they are
clouded by poor research; stories, true or otherwise, often are revealing.
Cortés arrogance is on display in
the narrative, as is the struggle of the natives against the Spanish, despite
their portrayal as savages and inferior in all ways the martial Spaniards. The battle scenes that Prescott describes are
as vivid as any one might read today (one could see this sort of writing from
Ambrose) albeit, with less reliable secondary sources and no primaries. In any case, Prescott’s narrative tells us
loads about the writing of history during the mid-nineteenth century, as well
as how the Spaniards interpreted their successes in Mexico. Most of the sources that Prescott cites are official
Spanish or at least, Western sources.
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