Baedeker's United States

by K. Baedeker & J.F. Muirhead

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Review: Baedeker's United States (1904), by Karl Baedeker and J.F. Muirhead. Arrangement by Francis Tann. April 2021.

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April 5th at 11:09am

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I didn't know where to start.

The German bookseller Karl Baedeker wrote travel guides in the late 1820s, and started publishing his famous Baedeker Guides in the 1850s. The last was published in the 1970s.

Background on this series is here.

Baedeker thought his books should contain all the information a tourist might want - history, transportation schedules, hours of operation, exchange rates, maps, etc.

The 1904 edition of Baedeker's United States succeeds gloriously in this endeavor, but a 21st century reader might not be interested in the results. This one wasn't. In fact, The United States was one of the most frustrating pieces of travel writing I'd ever read.

Until a faint light came on.

To the 21st century eye, the guide provides an astonishing amount of unnecessary information.

A few basics

Some quick observations about the guide:

  • The cover. The red cover and gold letters are eye-catching.
  • Minuscule font. The font is small, and sometimes the size changes from paragraph to paragraph.
  • Lots of maps. The book contains twenty-five foldout color maps, rendered extremely brittle by the 117 years which have passed since publication.
An orange dinosaur inspects a page with small type and a penny on it for scale

The text is small.

A dinosaur looks at a map of California

The California Central Valley and its train lines.

The Roadblocks

Now, the difficulties.

While Baedeker's United States is a lovely and delicate artifact, it was written at a different time for a different audience - and that creates an off-putting disconnect.

Why is it such an unpleasant read?

Overdone

To the 21st century eye, the guide provides an astonishing amount of unnecessary information, either substantial or trivial.

The introduction starts with basic, if over-explained, descriptions of how hotels, post offices, trains, etc work in the US.

The uncontested "raison de voyager" is architecture. Travelers care about buildings.

These are followed by long, dry passages in chapters entitled, among others, A Short History of American Politics, Constitution and Government of the United States, Physiography of North America, and Educational, Charitable, Penal, and Industrial Institutions.

From one perspective, the 63 pages of academic towel-wringing are understandable. The internet did not exist, and Baedeker wanted all information in one source. And yet... in a travel guide, does anyone really care about the topics above, beyond the most cursory presentation?

I don't see how a traveler would wish to know the salary of a federal Appeals Court judge, the cities where agricultural machinery is manufactured, or the location of the hardest anthracites in the country.

That's just the introduction.

A pteranodon summons some magic while serious dinosaur grabass ensues

The pteranodon is in control, despite the grabass occurring in the bottom-right corner.

Or Barely Necessary

I can't find fault with the voluminous listings of train and passenger ship schedules, average hackney fares, locations of post offices, etc, but other information strikes me as... incidental.

  • A city's height above sea level
  • The size of its manufacturing economy
  • How many miles of trolley track or paved road run through it
  • The number of people affiliated with every institution or organization in said city
  • The name and address of the British consul - and only the British consul - in town
  • How various buildings and institutions compare to London

Several of these facts appeal to the rich - especially rich men - who did most of the traveling in 1904. Look at how much we have accomplished, they can say. Observe how our engineers have wrestled nature and won.

Almost 120 years later, we tend to be less sanguine about what engineers can do. Their output is commonplace in modern life. Many of us also know that nature always wins. The guide's confidence feels more like hubris.

Dinosaurs protecting the book while a map of Washington DC is ignored

An excellent, albeit small, map of Washington DC.

And while the fixation on England demonstrates cultural arrogance (other countries' consulates do, in fact, exist), English was not the lingua franca it is today. A majority of educated Westerners spoke French. An English-language travel guide published in Europe would therefore naturally cater to British readers.

Prepostmodern

Baedeker and Muirhead have a tone. They give the impression that there is one way - and only one way - things are done. Whether they present information in a simple or convoluted form, it is Truth. It is All One Needs to Know.

Observe how our engineers have wrestled nature and won.

Schedules and prices do not change. Vocabulary does not change, or vary by region. In fact, Baedeker and Muirhead tell you in great detail what words to use when traveling, and how items are defined, from baggage claim (the "baggage master" uses brass or cardboard tags as part of "the check system") to hotels "on the European Plan" or "on the American Plan" (food is either ordered à la carte or paid for each day via mandatory charge).

There is no acknowledgement - at all - that information may be missing, overstated, or simply incorrect. In a 650 page book, all three will be present.

Hyper-concentrated

But the winner - the uncontested raison de voyager - is architecture.

The snout of a crocodile-looking dinosaur intrudes on the image

In 1904, tourists spent a lotmore time looking at buildings than we do now.

A dark green T-Rex guards his copy of the book

The authors provide comprehensive knowledge, free of error or doubt.

According to Baedeker's United States, travelers care about buildings first, foremost, and forever. This passage is on Philadelphia, but every city in the guide is like this. Even the smallest ones.

At the N.E. corner of Locust and 13th Sts. is the College of Physicians, incorporated in 1787, with a fine medical library. The large hall, in which the Anatomical Museum is displayed, contains a good chimney-piece.

At the corner of Locust St. and Juniper St. is the Academy of the Protestant Episcopal Church, a well-equipped and well-managed day-school for boys, founded in 1785 and of considerable interest from its bearing on local history. The Philadelphia Library, also at the corner of Locust St. and Juniper St., was founded by Dr. Franklin and others in 1731 and contains 220,000 vols., a clock said to have belonged to Cromwell, part of Franklin's electrical machine, and other relics. (...)

On reaching the bridge at the Schuylkill River we may descend the flight of steps to the right and follow 24th St. to the spacious Baltimore and Ohio Railway Station, which lies on the river, in Chestnut St. Following the latter street towards the E., we pass the Lutheran Church of the Holy Communion, on the right, and the First Unitarian Church and the Swedenborgian Church (cor. 22nd St.) on the left.

It goes on and on in this manner.

Restaurants, theater, and other attractions - except for the largest museums - are an afterthought, if mentioned at all. On most occasions, a single adjective along the lines of fine, adequate, spacious, or impressive offers the only clue as to how one may find a given establishment. On several occasions, "It is said" and its variants provide a great deal of unelucidated meaning.

Gina Says:

  • I wonder how many of those buildings are still around?
  • Maybe back then people were tired of the unknown when they traveled. Maybe they wanted some known.
  • It sounds like they didn't want tourists to be overwhelmed.
  • I'll bet they looked at buildings so they could see and be seen.

But Why?

Why the obsession with architecture? At first, I couldn't figure it out.

Restaurants, theater, and other attractions - except for the largest museums - are an afterthought.

Later, my wife and I talked it through, and she concluded that these itineraries most likely gave men the opportunity to lead their wives around the city so the latter could window shop and observe - pre-internet, pre glossy magazines - what other women were wearing. Everyone would have their Huh, would you look at that moments and feel as if they understood New York or Indianapolis or Denver. That would be their fun.

I don't know if she's right, but the idea sounds plausible. Otherwise, someone's going to have to explain the painstaking obsession with urban architecture in early 20th century travel literature. Because we have nothing like it anymore.

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