The Beloved Vagabond by William John Locke

Pretentious intellectual goes slumming

William John Locke was a prolific and popular British writer of fiction of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. He had a few bestsellers in his day, and about two dozen films have been adapted from his books. At least three of those movies are based on his novel The Beloved Vagabond, first published in 1906.

London poor boy Augustus Smith is the son of an alcoholic, slatternly mother who works as a laundress when she’s not abusing him. One evening when delivering some clean laundry to mommy’s customers, he makes the acquaintance of an odd fellow. When Augustus accidentally reveals a work of literature he is carrying on his person, this man, who calls himself Paragot, takes an instant liking to the young lad. Paragot immediately makes arrangements to buy the boy from his mother for a pittance, that is, to take Augustus on as a permanent servant. What Paragot really wants, however, is an apprentice with whom to share his unconventional lifestyle. He doesn’t like the boy’s name, so he dubs him Asticot [meaning maggot]. Judging from Paragot’s cultured loquacity, he is obviously highly educated, but he lives an austere hand-to-mouth existence. When his landlord evicts Paragot from his lodgings, he decides to tramp around France, indoctrinating Asticot into his vagabond lifestyle.

The reader is clearly meant to be charmed by Paragot. This free spirit becomes less interesting, however, when one discovers that he’s not a vagabond by necessity but by choice. Paragot has an unlimited supply of money from some mysterious source. He’s never hard up for a meal and has enough means to be quite generous to others. So basically, Locke wrote a book about the joys of European vagrancy, but he didn’t actually have the guts to write a novel about a poor person, so this hobo novel stars a wealthy English gentleman.

Paragot is also an intellectual, as Locke repeatedly points out. Paragot has read everything, knows everything, can do just about anything, speaks just about any language, refers to himself as a genius, and has the ego to match. Locke has clearly developed the character to be his ideal of a gentleman scholar who scorns convention. Paragot, and by extension Locke, scoffs at English “respectability” and gripes about the constricting social conventions that “respectable” people follow. The reader realizes, however, that Paragot is a pretentious intellectual who has his own ridiculous social code that must be followed. He looks down on anyone who hasn’t read this particular book or doesn’t drink his brand of liqueur. Paragot frequently comes across as an elitist know-it-all blowhard, like a cross between Cliff Claven and Frasier Crane with a hipster affectation for bohemian dishevelment. Later in the book, Locke does briefly show Paragot in the light of a buffoon, but for most of the book we are expected to admire him through the worshipful eyes of Asticot.

The Beloved Vagabond does have its endearing moments here and there, when it’s not being annoying. The ending of the book was unexpected and satisfying. I found Paragot’s life moderately entertaining and wasn’t bored by the book. This novel has the feeling, however, of a poser writing about the “counterculture.” Paragot is a dilettante for whom vagabondage is just another area of interest. He’s a toe-dipper into the lifestyle, not a plunger. Locke likewise comes across as a dabbler writing about a milieu he really doesn’t know.