Yesterday, I read a
very interesting guest post at Sarah Emsley’s blog (which this year has an ongoing
focus on Northanger
Abbey) by Judith Thompson, about
resonance between NA and the career and writings of the late 18th century
political radical John Thelwall. Thompson is one of the leading Thelwall
scholars in the world, and, unlike many other scholars writing about Austen,
she does not shy away at all from speculating about resonance between Thelwall
and Austen, even though, according to what I call the Myth of Jane Austen, that
was a twain that supposedly never met. So first and foremost, I urge you to read
her post: https://sarahemsley.com/2018/02/23/riot-what-riot/
I want to focus today
first on two related topics, one addressed in Thompson’s current post, and the
other in her 2014 guest post at Emsley’s blog, also about Thelwall and Austen.
PART ONE: SEX,
RADICALISM & NORTHANGER ABBEY
Thompson quotes Henry’s
witty mockery of Eleanor’s alarm about news from London, then writes:
“This
passage…is one of my favorites in Northanger Abbey….because
the mention of riots in London makes it the best place in Austen’s corpus to
enter a discussion about the nature and degree of Austen’s political
consciousness and her engagement with one of the most revolutionary critical
moments in literary history, which she is often accused of, or assumed to be,
ignoring. These much-vexed debates have
been rekindled lately with the publication of Helena Kelley’s much ballyhooed
book on Jane
Austen: The Secret Radical….”
Those
who follow my blog know that I’ve previously explained in a detailed blog post
here…
…how Kelly’s
chapter about Northanger Abbey in her
2016 book owes an enormous, detailed, and utterly UN-acknowledged debt to my own
public speaking and writing dating back to 2009, in which I argued (and still
argue) that the shadow story of NA is the real-life “domestic Gothic” horror of
the death-in-childbirth and serial pregnancy plague that decimated married
English gentlewomen like Mrs. Tilney.
Therefore, it will
come as no surprise that I generally agree with Thompson’s brief, unfavorable reaction
to Kelly’s book, except for the following observations by Thompson, with which
I take strong issue:
“In place of real, historically-,
critically- and technically-informed analysis of radicalism, she substitutes a
breathlessly superficial revelation of sexual symbolism (masturbation by the
washing-chest, oh my!) in a tone that mimics Isabella’s prurient faux-naïveté,
without the saving grace of Catherine’s sincerity. Despite her title, Kelley shows
little awareness of the subtle and multiple forms that radicalism takes in the
period, or the reasons why a woman in particular might have had recourse to
secrecy in an age (like our own) of ideological binaries that forced many
intelligent thinkers into silence (clue: it’s not all about sex).”
My rebuttal to Thompson
is simple – while, indeed, “it’s not all about sex”, 13 years of research have
shown me beyond a shadow of doubt that for Jane Austen (in this regard very different
from male radicals like Thelwall) sex (or to be more precise, women’s
control over their own bodies, especially in relation to sexuality) was THE main
political battleground which engaged Austen’s lifelong radical political focus.
When Catherine Morland spurns “real solemn history”, that is Austen herself, slyly
hinting that HIStory leaves out the other half – HERstory. The fears, hopes,
and interests of women were utterly and very pointedly ignored by the men
holding the collective pen (so to speak).
And this is a “plus
ca change” moment, because this same comment applies in 2018 even more so, if
possible, than in 1818 (and of course, before, during and long after Jane
Austen’s own brief lifetime).
As I’ve noted in
recent months, Jane Austen was in effect engaged in a covert, one-woman-author,
#metoo literary campaign, and I’m proud to be a member of the board of AGE http://ageinthearts.org/
which has for several
years now worked to obtain a fair share of the grip of the “pen” for women, by “offering grants to professional Portland (OR) metro-area
theatre companies that demonstrate a commitment to intersectional gender equity
in playwriting, directing, casting, and designing.” gender equity in playwriting, directing, casting, and designing.
I’m certain that Jane
Austen would approve, but let me now turn to Thompson’s flippant “masturbation
by the washing-chest, oh my!”. It is true that Kelly’s treatment of that topic
was paper-thin, but consider instead what I said (with Kelly in attendance, as
I noted in my linked post) at my own Chawton House talk in July 2009:
"In Northanger
Abbey, Austen wanted us to ignore Henry Tilney and recognize that Catherine
Morland’s Gothic fantasies of General “Tyranny” as the wife-murdering Bluebeard
of Northanger Abbey were all too valid in a world where
husbands, including several of Austen’s own brothers, routinely “murdered”
their wives with a little too much “love and eloquence”! While in London this
coming week, I intend to visit the memorial erected in the 17th century by
Samuel Morland in honor of his two wives who died in childbirth, a memorial I
strongly suspect was visited by the young Jane Austen over two centuries
ago. But that “disorder” also includes the sexual awakening of a girl
(the hyacinth that Catherine learns to love, the sexual architecture of she
explores that dark and stormy night in Northanger Abbey). As
with all other issues raised by her novels, Austen offers elusive complexity
and ambiguity."
By the way, I did go
to Westminster Abbey, and check out those “awful memorials” yourself:
And note that one of the
radical feminists who inspired Jane Austen most of all was Aphra Behn!
So, when Thompson
concludes with “Austen’s
irony, walking the fine line between sedition and entertainment, is a more
likely sign of the secret radicalism of Northanger Abbey than her sexual symbolism”, I reply that in Northanger Abbey Austen’s sexual symbolism
was at the fiercely beating heart of her secret radical feminism (“feminism”,
ironically, being the crucial word Kelly left out of her title when she “borrowed”
from me).
And
apropos Thompson’s excellent discussion of “voluntary spies” in NA, I now quote
the following exchange between Diane Reynolds and myself here in Janeites and
Austen L in December 2012, which also resonates in interesting ways to our
recent speculations about influence of Coleridge on Austen:
Diane: “I
have circled back to reading Holmes's biography of Coleridge and was a bit
startled to find out that in 1797, when the Wordsworths came for a long visit
to Coleridge's cottage near Bristol, they were literally spied on, apparently
as potentially ‘seditious’ people, largely because a radical or former radical,
John Thelwall, also arrived in the area…The spy's account is of historic
interest, because it documents from an outsider's point of view, the ramblings
through nature and careful, ‘scientific’ observations of the natural world
of titans of the Romantic movement, but I couldn't help but think of Henry
Tilney's observation that in England, everyone's neighbor is a spy. It's
possible he (and hence Austen) meant that literally. I can also imagine the young
Jane and Cassandra on similar ramblings, with camp stools, notebooks and
portfolios ...This is Holmes's account: "Describing Wordsworth and Dorothy
[sic] as an 'emigrant family,' the [spy's] report engagingly present their
nefarious activities with Coleridge: 'The man has Camp Stools, which he and his
visitors take with them when they go about the country upon their nocturnal or
diurnal excursions, and have also a Portfolio in which they enter their
observations, which they have been heard to say were almost finished. They have
been heard to say they would be rewarded for them, and were very attentive to
the River near them... These people may possibly be Agents to some principal at
Bristol.'
My reply: Diane, this is what I've been saying all along, in terms of the supposed safety of a "radical" speaking out openly against the manifold hypocrisies, cruelties, and horrors of the "normal English way of life"--to openly espouse free thought was a very dangerous proposition in post-French-Terror England---what you describe above actually sounds like something out of Stalinist Russia, or Orwell's Oceania--thoughtcrime. And since It is clear that JA did not have a suicidal bone in her body, but, to the contrary, was intensely pragmatic, I believe she was determined to survive and to make sure her profound, even revolutionary, insights into human nature and society survived as well. If that meant going undercover, and staying off the radar screens of all the General Tilneys of England, and being very discreet and patient (just think about Miss Bates's survival strategies, and Miss Marple's detection strategies), then so be it. Better to live to fight another day, than to die gloriously on Day One. Just think about the scariness of a society in which malevolent, misogynistic garbage like Polwhele’s Unsex’d Females could attain a measure of fame and influence…”
My reply: Diane, this is what I've been saying all along, in terms of the supposed safety of a "radical" speaking out openly against the manifold hypocrisies, cruelties, and horrors of the "normal English way of life"--to openly espouse free thought was a very dangerous proposition in post-French-Terror England---what you describe above actually sounds like something out of Stalinist Russia, or Orwell's Oceania--thoughtcrime. And since It is clear that JA did not have a suicidal bone in her body, but, to the contrary, was intensely pragmatic, I believe she was determined to survive and to make sure her profound, even revolutionary, insights into human nature and society survived as well. If that meant going undercover, and staying off the radar screens of all the General Tilneys of England, and being very discreet and patient (just think about Miss Bates's survival strategies, and Miss Marple's detection strategies), then so be it. Better to live to fight another day, than to die gloriously on Day One. Just think about the scariness of a society in which malevolent, misogynistic garbage like Polwhele’s Unsex’d Females could attain a measure of fame and influence…”
PART TWO: SEX,
RADICALISM, THELWALL….& EMMA!
As promised, here is
an excerpt from Thompson’s 2014 guest post at Emsley’s blog… http://sarahemsley.com/2014/05/16/adopting-affection/
… which she wrote as part of a discussion
of the influence of Thelwall on Mansfield Park:
“Recently
I had occasion to revisit the adopted daughter of the Bertram family, in order
to help me contextualize an edition of Thelwall’s novel The Daughter of
Adoption, published 13 years before Mansfield Park. And strangely
I found much to compare between the two narratives. Though Thelwall’s Seraphina
is an outspoken Wollstonecraftian Creole who challenges and overturns the slave-owning
patriarchal system, and Austen’s Fanny is a cowering English country-mouse who
seems content to submit to class-bound hierarchies and traditional moral codes,
both novels share several plot elements and even some characters with the same
names and natures. Perhaps this is because both draw from a common source in Burney’s
Evelina, though it is not impossible that Austen had read Thelwall’s Daughter:
it was published under a pseudonym, and she read a lot more than she let on,
too.”
When I read that in
2014, I was inspired to take a deeper dive into possible connections between
Thelwall and Austen than I had found in brief forays since 2006, when I first
became aware of who Thelwall was and wondered about that, especially given that
by 2009 I had already argued in my JASNA AGM talk that Godwin’s Caleb Williams was a key allusive source for the radical political
subtext of Northanger
Abbey.
After reading
Thompson’s focus on The
Daughter of Adoption, and her
spotting the strong resonance between it and Mansfield Park, I decided to
take a look at the actual text of Thelwall’s novel, hoping to find something beyond
what Thompson had already mentioned in her blog post. And when I did, I struck
gold, as I noted in my Oct. 6, 2015 blog post in which I listed nine different
literary sources as all pointing to Mr. Woodhouse as an incestuous monster:
“John
Thelwall’s Daughter of Adoption (1801), with a character named
Mr. WOODHOUSE who torments the West Indies-plantation-owning patriarch with an
ultimate incestuous nightmare”
In Book 10 of Thelwall’s
novel, the Revd. Emanuel Woodhouse is the duplicitous agent for the male protagonist, a Creole
named Henry Montfort –so there you have both parts of Mr. Henry Woodhouse’s
name. And I had long before then been suspicious of a dark cloud of paternal
incest hovering over Mr. Woodhouse, involving one or more of Isabella (who
exactly is the bio father of her baby son “Henry”?), Emma, and possibly even
Miss Taylor. As I’ve detailed in numerous posts, the Shakespeare play which points
to this paternal incest subtext in Emma is
Pericles, which is the primary reason,
I assert, for Mr. Woodhouse’s futile attempt to recall all the words of Garrick’s
Riddle, which, as Heydt-Stevenson first pointed out two decades ago, is all
about men with syphilis having sex with virgins in order to cure themselves.
So, for
a character named “Woodhouse” to be explicitly connected to incest in Thelwall’s
novel which, as Thompson pointed out in 2014 was part of the subtext of Mansfield Park, is, I suggest, very
interesting indeed. And that points back to my claim in Part One of this post,
above, in which I asserted that for Jane Austen, the collective, injured female
body was Ground Zero for her brand of fiery, radical feminism.
And before
I close, there’s still one point more. Although MP is the Austen novel in which
West Indian slavery is foregrounded, several scholars including myself have speculated
about the source of both the Woodhouse fortune and even more so about that of the
nouveau riche Hawkins family of Bristol. So a connection to Thelwall’s novel,
which involves both England and the West Indies, may perhaps add a great deal
to penetrating that elusive slavery subtext in Emma.
And there I will
conclude, and hope that the above adds to the development of more insight into
the fascinating connections between the radical politics of John Thelwall and
Jane Austen.
Cheers, ARNIE
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