I did not read Jane Austen's Letter 73 all the way through yesterday, having had all
my attention absorbed by the suggestive innuendoes about Aunt
Leigh-Perrot (that I noted in my immediately preceding blog post) at the very beginning of Letter 73. However, a
passing comment in Janeites by Christy Somer about "My name is Diana" as a
passage later in Letter 73 intrigued me, I could not imagine what she
was referring to.
But now that I have carefully studied the section near the end of Letter
73 from which she quoted the last sentence, I find it all quite
extraordinary, mysterious, and even a little bizarre---and therefore
certainly worthy of much more than passing consideration (I cannot find
that any Austen scholar has ever taken a stab at explaining it).
Here it is in toto----it is a passage that describes JA's social
encounters over the course of one day and one night in the vicinity of
Chawton with a visiting entourage consisting of various members of the
interrelated Terry and Harding families:
"I have not much to say of ourselves.....we were called upon to meet
Mrs. and Miss Terry the same evening at the Digweeds; and, though Anna
was of course invited too, I think it always safest to keep her away
from the family lest she should be doing too little or too much. Mrs.
Terry, Mary, and Robert, WITH MY AUNT HARDING AND HER DAUGHTER, came
from Dummer for a day and a night -- all very agreeable and very much
delighted with the new house and with Chawton in general. We sat
upstairs and had thunder and lightning as usual. I never knew such a
spring for thunderstorms as it has been. Thank God! we have had no bad
ones here. I thought myself in luck to have my uncomfortable feelings
shared by the mistress of the house, as that procured blinds and
candles. It had been excessively hot the whole day. Mrs. Harding is a
good-looking woman, but not much like Mrs. Toke, inasmuch as she is very
brown and has scarcely any teeth; she seems to have some of Mrs. Toke's
civility. Miss H. is an elegant, pleasing, pretty-looking girl, about
nineteen, I suppose, or nineteen and a half, or nineteen and a quarter,
with flowers in her head and music at her finger ends. She plays very
well indeed. I have seldom heard anybody with more pleasure. They were
at Godington four or five years ago. MY COUSIN, FLORA LONG, WAS THERE
LAST YEAR. MY NAME IS DIANA...."
Before grappling with the two most puzzling excerpts (which I've shown
in all caps) in which JA momentarily but unmistakably shifts away from
her own point of view, it is helpful to visualize the family trees
involved. The unifying "limb" of this particular family tree is that of
the three married sisters born of Sir Bourchier Wrey:
1.. Mrs. Dionysia (Diana) Harding, with her daughter of the same name;
2. Mrs. Florentina Long, with her daughter Flora [neither of them
present at Chawton]; and
3. Mrs. Anna-Maria Toke [also not present at Chawton].
The other "limb" associated with the above passage is Mrs. Elizabeth
Terry, who was the sister of Mr. Harding (husband, of course, of the
above-described Mrs. Harding). So now we can begin to decipher the above
passage. The visitors were Mrs. Elizabeth Terry with two of her adult
children, Mary and Robert, accompanied by Mrs. Diana Harding and her
young adult daughter--in a nutshell, two sisters in law traveling with
some of their respective adult children. Le Faye seems to think it
sufficient to provide a footnote to "MY name is Diana" as follows: " JA
is presumably quoting Miss Harding". But as I will now demonstrate, that
is a totally inadequate analysis.
First, why does JA write "with MY Aunt Harding and her daughter"? Among
those present that day, this can only be from the point of view of
either Mary Terry or Robert Terry--it cannot be Miss Diana Harding,
because Mrs. Harding is _her_ own mother, not her aunt! Then within a
few sentences, we have descriptions of Mrs. Harding, Mrs. Toke, and
Diana Harding which must be from the point of view of Jane Austen
herself. And _then_ we have a reference to "my Cousin, Flora Long",
which could be from the point of view of any of Mary Terry, Robert
Terry, or Diana Harding. And then the section ends with "MY name is
Diana", which _must_ be the younger Miss Diana Harding.
By the emphasis on the word "my", it suggests to me that JA has very
consciously been playing around with shifting point of view in the
above-quoted excerpt. And all of the above makes me wonder whose point
of view is being expressed by the following experiential observations:
"We sat upstairs and had thunder and lightning as usual. I never knew
such a spring for thunderstorms as it has been. Thank God! we have had
no bad ones here. I thought myself in luck to have my uncomfortable
feelings shared by the mistress of the house, as that procured blinds
and candles. It had been excessively hot the whole day."
Are these JA's own thoughts, or is JA reporting the words of one (or
more) of her young visitors? There is a breathless Harriet Smithish
quality in these ejaculations which sounds distinctly un-Austen-like, in
sharp contrast to the keen Austenian descriptions of Mrs. Harding, Mrs.
Toke and Miss Harding---JA is always especially attentive to family
resemblances--or, as in the case of the sisters Mrs. Harding and Mrs.
Toke, the curious _lack_ thereof. Is JA intimating that perhaps Mrs.
Toke and Mrs. Harding are really not biological sisters after all? In
short, what in the world is going on here?
I think the key to the answer is that JA is having some quasi-authorial
fun, deliberately playing with confusion of point of view, for the
enjoyable puzzlement of her sister, who, I would suspect, was JA's
favorite audience for such wordplay games. And what I am reminded of
most of all is the famous strawberry-dashes scene at Donwell Abbey in
_Emma_, as to which the conventional wisdom is that it is only Mrs.
Elton whose voice we are hearing (filtered through Emma's drowsy ears),
but I have previously opined that several speaker's voices are
confusingly mixed together:
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2010/12/latest-on-sutherland-fracas-and.html
Is it just a coincidence that the above passage in Letter 73 includes
the observation (by someone) that "It has been excessively hot the whole
day", in curious synchrony with " glaring sun — tired to death — could
bear it no longer — must go and sit in the shade." in the Donwell Abbey
scene. And....note that the visit of the Terry-Hardings includes a visit
to the home of one of the Digweed brothers---and the Digweed brothers
were the closest thing to the Knightley brothers in JA's real life--a
set of brothers who did largescale agriculture in the immediate
neighborhood of JA's neighborhood of origin---so is it just a
coincidence that Donwell Abbey is where we have the strawberry scene?
And finally the date of Letter 73 is May 29, whereas the al fresco Gypsy
party to Donwell Abbey takes place in the third week of June in
1814---not that far apart, calendrically speaking.
So....was the younger Diana Harding, whose playing gave JA such pleasure
to listen to, in some way an inspiration for Jane Fairfax, whose playing
gave Mr. Knightley such pleasure to listen to? Questions, questions, and
still more questions---but even if we are left with speculation, it is
far preferable to sweeping the entire passage under the proverbial rug,
and pretending that it is not a very very strange passage indeed to find
in a letter?
Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter
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Friday, July 27, 2012
Jane Austen’s Letter 73: “I had forgot there were but eight already”/“Die two months ago, and not forgotten yet?”
As we resume our group read of Jane Austen’s
letters (after a refreshing 3 month hiatus), we find Letter 73 right in the
middle of a dense trove of 6 letters all written to Cassandra by Jane during a 6 week
period. My comments in this post are limited
to the very _beginning_ of Letter 73, which, as I will spell out, means much
more than it seems to at first:
“It was a mistake of mine, my dear
Cassandra, to talk of a tenth child at Hamstall. I had forgot there were but
eight already.
Your enquiry after my uncle and aunt
were most happily timed, for the very same post brought an account of them.
They are again at Gloucester House enjoying fresh air, which they seem to have
felt the want of in Bath, and are tolerably well, but not more than tolerable.
My aunt does not enter into particulars, but she does not write in spirits, and
we imagine that she has never entirely got the better of her disorder in the
winter. Mrs. Welby takes her out airing in her barouche, which gives her a
headache-a comfortable proof, I suppose, of the uselessness of the new carriage
when they have got it. “
That first sentence find JA right
back on her hobby horse about serial pregnancy, which, as I have argued 100
times, is the one completely unvarying, repeated motif in her surviving
letters, a few dozen times over a period of 2 decades. My inference: JA was consistently
_appalled_ by serial pregnancy.
JA is being sarcastic in that first
sentence, disingenuously acknowledging CEA’s correction of JA’s immediately
preceding (missing) letter in which JA stated that cousin Cooper’s wife was expecting
a _tenth_ child. Le Faye’s bio index reflects that CEA was indeed correct, in
that as of 1811, the Coopers did have “only” eight surviving children (although
they probably had several more miscarriages or infants who had NOT survived).
Mrs. Cooper was 37 in April 1811,
and had not borne a surviving child since 1805, after running a harrowing
gauntlet of (at least) eight pregnancies over an 11 year period during her
twenties. So it sounds like Mrs. Cooper, in 1811, has been “betrayed beyond an
Accident at the utmost”, so to speak—an unexpected pregnancy.
I see JA’s mistake-as-sarcasm in
that exact same category of absurdist irony that Hamlet so famously deploys in
regard to the rapidity of his mother’s remarriage to his uncle:
Hamlet: O God, your only jig-maker.
What should a man do but be merry? for,
look you, how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father
died within these two hours.
Ophelia: Nay, 'tis
twice two months, my lord.
Hamlet: So long?
Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables. O
heavens! die two months ago, and not
forgotten yet?
Just as Hamlet deliberate
understates the time lapse between funeral and wedding, to make his point that two months may as well be two hours, as _both_
constitute a shockingly short interval, so too in Letter 73’s missing
predecessor, JA deliberately exaggerates the number of Cooper children, to make
the point that it doesn’t really matter if it’s 9 or 10—either way, it sounds
like it’s cows and ewes instead of women that we are talking about.
But here’s the best part of JA’s
barbed wit. I suggest that JA does _not_ dismount from her hobby horse after that
first sentence. Instead, it is no accident that JA segues immediately into a
discussion of what superficially appears to be a new subject, i.e., the latest
complaint of her Aunt Leigh Perrot, i.e., that great lady’s “headache” due to riding
in a “new carriage”. But it’s anything
but a change of subject.
To understand JA’s coded meaning,
and how it connects straight back to Mrs. Cooper’s litter of babies, read that
paragraph about Aunt Leigh Perrot alongside JA’s infamous wit pertaining to _another_
post-childbearing-age relative, Mrs. Knight, in a letter from JA to CEA written
ten years earlier when Mrs. K was widowed and age 48:
"I
cannot think so ill of her however in spite of your insinuations as to suspect
her of having lain-in. I do not think she would be betrayed beyond an Accident
at the utmost"
In
venting her spleen about Mrs. Cooper’s late pregnancy (which apparently
miscarried, as Le Faye does not list any surviving child from after 1805), JA has
been reminded of JA’s earlier absurdist deployment of ironic wit, in suggesting
an accidental pregnancy suffered by the _post-menopausal_ Mrs. Knight. But this
time, in Letter 73, JA transplants the joke onto the ever tempting target of Aunt
Leigh-Perrot (age 64).
Think
I’m stretching things? Well….read that second paragraph of Letter 73 more
closely. JA speculates that her Aunt has never entirely gotten the better of
her disorder in the _winter_. Letter 73 is dated May 29. So do the math—apparently
her Aunt’s “disorder” began at least 5 _months_ earlier---how many “disorders”
afflicting women last that long? One comes to mind immediately, and it is
pregnancy:
If
you read the above-linked post of mine from 2 years ago (or if you’ve heard any
of my JASNA presentations since May 2010), you are aware that Aunt Percival’s
description of a “cold” in JA’s juvenilia Catharine and the Bower is actually a
veiled description, month by month, of a _pregnancy_!:
"...How
could I be so forgetful as to sit down out of doors at such a time of night? I
shall certainly have a return of my rheumatism after it—I begin to feel very
chill already. I must have caught a dreadful Cold by this time--I am sure of
being lain up all the winter after it--' Then reckoning with her fingers, 'Let
me see; This is July; the cold weather will soon be coming in--August--September-October-November-December-January-February-March-April—Very
likely I may not be tolerable again before May. I must and will have that arbour
pulled down--it will be the death of me; who knows now, but what I may never
recover--Such things have happened....It is unknown how many people have died
in consequence of catching Cold!...."
That
I am the first (and only) Austen scholar to ever identify Aunt Percival’s “Cold”
as a pregnancy is perhaps the best example I know, of how unreceptive Austen
scholarship has been to the very notion that JA, at age 17, could possibly have
hidden such an outrageous sexual innuendo in plain sight!
So just as Aunt Percival might not
have been “tolerable” again before May, so, too, Aunt Leigh Perrot is ”not more
than tolerable” after her stint at Bath. And, in closing---for Aunt Percival’s “catching
Cold”, JA has, in Letter 73, just substituted, for a “Cold”, _another_ one of
JA’s many fictional code words for pregnancy—“headache”.
Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter
P.S.: JA’s famous “Headache” poem
was dated only a few months after Letter 73 in 1811 (read it now with new
eyes):
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Pride & Prejudice's Astonishing Connection to the REAL LIFE Marriage of Two Austen Ancestors
Congratulations
to Ron Dunning for the official unveiling yesterday of his magnum opus…..
….an
Austen genealogy that spreads its threads far and wide over the mists of time,
with Jane Austen at the center of the web he has so painstakingly constructed!
And special thanks as well to Deb Barnum for her excellent and thorough interview
of Ron in this regard:
I wrote
the word “official” because it happens that six weeks ago to the day, in the
midst of my own research, I came across Ron’s Rootsweb website (in what I now gather
must have been in its final stages of completion) entirely by accident. The happy
result of the crossing of the paths of our respective obsessions, as you will read below, was pure synergistic magic!
I had not planned to reveal, prior to publication of my book, what I found that
day, but…. in the light of the auspicious official debut of Ron’s website, it
now seems like a most fitting time to bring this one jewel forward---so read on
for something astonishing.
On June
10, I was whiling away 5 hours by myself in an airport with my mini-laptop and
the luxury of free wi-fi, but I had no pending “hot lead” to sleuth out at that
moment, nor did I have any of my countless Word files with me which are so integral
to my ability to effectively process “grist” through my sleuthing “mill”.
So, as I
usually do in such instances, I decided to make the best of those hours by revisiting
a prior discovery, to see if anything new had popped up on the Internet with
regard to same since the Spring of 2011 when I first made that particular discovery.
The Internet is ever growing larger and larger, and so revisiting a topic even
after as a short a span as one year has often yielded fresh grist for my mill. I
am an obsessive retrace of my steps, because my obsessive retracing has so
often been rewarded. And boy did that prove to be so that day in the airport!
Without
being specific, that 2011 discovery pertains to the shadow story of Pride &
Prejudice, and it will be one
particularly convincing part of my overall argument, but I have never
previously written publicly about it, nor do I intend to prior to my book. It’s
something really special.
So, I Googled
various combinations of searches of certain names and words relating to that
discovery, and by this means within only a few minutes, I struck unexpected gold,
and stumbled upon a remarkable historical factoid that relates, as will be
immediately obvious, to Pride & Prejudice:
I.e., there
had been, in Ireland, in the early 14th century, a “Lord DARCY” who
married a “Joan DE BURGH”! That “Lord Darcy” turned out to be one “John Darcy”.
Coincidence,
some might say? After all, “de Burgh”
was not “de Bourgh”, “John” was not “Fitzwilliam”, nor was “Joan” “Catherine”. Well,
sitting in that airport, I knew it was no coincidence, because I knew that I
had been led to that factoid by my 2011 discovery, which, you will have to take
my word for now, had absolutely no business leading me to an actual historical
marriage between families with surnames virtually identical to the names of the
families “Darcy” and “de Bourgh”, whose intermarriage is at the center of the
drama in Pride & Prejudice---but it did anyway!
And here’s
the best part that brings us to Ron’s genealogy trove, a further discovery, which,
on completely independent grounds, reduces the possibility of coincidence in
the usage of these surnames by Jane Austen in Pride & Prejudice to zero.
The very
next day, when I was back home seated at my desktop, with all my files at my fingertips,
I quickly went into intensive followup on this exciting tidbit, to mine all the
rich ore I just knew in my gut (from so many prior experiences) it would
contain, but even I was not then prepared for what I found when I Googled “Darcy”
and “De Burgh”.
Here it
is:
It took
me a few seconds to process the significance of what I had found, when I saw
Ron’s name on the webpage, and realized it was his Austen genealogical
database, and then I realized that this meant that my 2011 discovery which led
me to the 14th century marriage of a Darcy to a de Burgh was also
connected to Jane Austen’s own ancestry!!!
I.e., if
Ron’s scholarship is accurate, and I have absolutely no reason to believe
otherwise, then it means that Jane Austen, in depicting a marriage between a “Darcy”
and a “de Bourgh” in Pride & Prejudice, in significant part was doing so
because she was thereby pointing a literary, genealogical laser beam nearly 5 centuries back in time to the marriage of two of her own ancestors of virtually the same
surnames!
The explanation
of the full significance of the manifold connections between this discovery and
my 2011 discovery—which prove that JA’s using names of ancestors in her novels
had nothing to do with any sort of Sir Walter Elliot-like obsession with
ancestry---will be in my book. But, for now, I conclude with a repetition of my
thanks to Ron for being so thorough in his work as to go back five centuries in
Jane Austen’s ancestry, and thereby to provide this genealogical connection
which validates what I found in 2011!
Yes, it’s
also very very cool that Ron’s research reveals Owen Glendower and several other
illustrious figures of English history scattered among Jane Austen’s ancestors,
but to me, it does not begin to match the coolness (and importance, as I will
show in my book, for understanding the shadow story of Pride & Prejudice) of
Jane Austen actually being descended from a marriage of a de Burgh to a
Darcy! ;)
Cheers,
ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode
on Twitter
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Jane Austen & Sex: REDUX
As some of you also surely noticed, there have been not one but two
columns published in the online version of The Independent this week
pertaining to the new sexploitation line of adaptations of Austen,
Bronte, Conan Doyle & other classic novels under the name "Clandestine
Classics":
http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/books/news/oh-mr-darcy-pride-and-prejudice-among-classic-novels-to-receive-erotic-makeover-7946364.html
http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/commentators/howard-jacobson/howard-jacobson-if-you-think-theres-no-sex-in-jane-austen-youre-wrong-about-love-sex-and-austen-7962380.html
The latter column was written by Harold Jacobson, recent winner of the Booker Prize, and a man with the audacity (although some might uncharitably call it chutzpah) to refer to himself as "the Jewish Jane Austen":
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Jacobson
Here is my reply to two of Mr. Jacobson's comments:
Jacobson: "There are few scenes in literature which are at one and the same time so painful and so thrilling, so precarious and, yes, all right, so arousing, as those in Persuasion in which Captain Wentworth lays hands on Anne Elliot for the first time since their estrangement. In one, he relieves her of the burden of a troublesome child, pulling him off her back, unplucking his hands from around her neck – a tactual performance of consideration that leaves her "perfectly speechless", at the mercy of the "most disordered feelings"; in another, seeing that she is tired, he assists her, again wordlessly, into a carriage. If submission to a man's will is your bag, then here it is – "Yes – he had done it. She was in the carriage and felt that he had placed her there, that his will and his hands had done it." END QUOTE
My only quibble with the above is that Howard Jacobson did not acknowledge that David Lodge, in his 1975 novel Changing Places, has his protagonist Professor Morris Zapp quote that same exact passage from Persuasion to a classful of students, and then finish with the comment: "If that isn't an orgasm, what is it?" Sounds like Lodge was (famously) there first.
JACOBSON: "Among the reasons for Jane Austen's extraordinary popularity with readers of all types is the heat her lovers generate, the unbearable frustrations they suffer when misunderstandings keep them apart, the rhapsodies of happiness they experience when all barriers to their felicity are removed. And if you say, "Ah, yes, but that's just love without the sex," then you are wrong on every count: wrong about the nature of love, wrong about the nature of sex, and wrong about Jane Austen, who knew as well as anybody the havoc desire wreaks on our affections, our loyalties and our intelligences."
And with that comment I am in entire agreement, as illustrated by the following sample of posts from my blog during the past few years:
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2012/01/jane-austen-sex.html
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2010/11/jane-austens-great-chasms-and-dirty.html
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2009/08/rears-and-vices-redux.html
and...particularly relevant to the passage quoted by Lodge (and then, 35 years later) Jacobson:
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-old-aspgo-to-bottom-together.html
Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter
http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/books/news/oh-mr-darcy-pride-and-prejudice-among-classic-novels-to-receive-erotic-makeover-7946364.html
http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/commentators/howard-jacobson/howard-jacobson-if-you-think-theres-no-sex-in-jane-austen-youre-wrong-about-love-sex-and-austen-7962380.html
The latter column was written by Harold Jacobson, recent winner of the Booker Prize, and a man with the audacity (although some might uncharitably call it chutzpah) to refer to himself as "the Jewish Jane Austen":
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Jacobson
Here is my reply to two of Mr. Jacobson's comments:
Jacobson: "There are few scenes in literature which are at one and the same time so painful and so thrilling, so precarious and, yes, all right, so arousing, as those in Persuasion in which Captain Wentworth lays hands on Anne Elliot for the first time since their estrangement. In one, he relieves her of the burden of a troublesome child, pulling him off her back, unplucking his hands from around her neck – a tactual performance of consideration that leaves her "perfectly speechless", at the mercy of the "most disordered feelings"; in another, seeing that she is tired, he assists her, again wordlessly, into a carriage. If submission to a man's will is your bag, then here it is – "Yes – he had done it. She was in the carriage and felt that he had placed her there, that his will and his hands had done it." END QUOTE
My only quibble with the above is that Howard Jacobson did not acknowledge that David Lodge, in his 1975 novel Changing Places, has his protagonist Professor Morris Zapp quote that same exact passage from Persuasion to a classful of students, and then finish with the comment: "If that isn't an orgasm, what is it?" Sounds like Lodge was (famously) there first.
JACOBSON: "Among the reasons for Jane Austen's extraordinary popularity with readers of all types is the heat her lovers generate, the unbearable frustrations they suffer when misunderstandings keep them apart, the rhapsodies of happiness they experience when all barriers to their felicity are removed. And if you say, "Ah, yes, but that's just love without the sex," then you are wrong on every count: wrong about the nature of love, wrong about the nature of sex, and wrong about Jane Austen, who knew as well as anybody the havoc desire wreaks on our affections, our loyalties and our intelligences."
And with that comment I am in entire agreement, as illustrated by the following sample of posts from my blog during the past few years:
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2012/01/jane-austen-sex.html
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2010/11/jane-austens-great-chasms-and-dirty.html
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2009/08/rears-and-vices-redux.html
and...particularly relevant to the passage quoted by Lodge (and then, 35 years later) Jacobson:
http://sharpelvessociety.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-old-aspgo-to-bottom-together.html
Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Jane Austen the Daughter of Korah
In Janeites, Nancy Mayer posted a
link today, the 195th anniversary of Jane Austen’s tragically
premature death, to a post at austenonly.
I have previously posted my thoughts about Jane Austen’s
interment in Winchester Cathedral, mostly in relation to JA’s final (and
intensely subversive) poem, Winchester Races….
…but I had been unaware of the
following tidbit revealed in the austenonly blog post Nancy linked to:
“In 1898 a request for donations by
way of public subscription, with an individual limit of 5 guineas, was made in
a letter to The Times, and it was signed by the Earl of
Selborne, Lord Northbrook, W.W B Beach and Montague G. Knight of Chawton,
in order that a memorial window could be erected in Jane Austen’s memory in
addition to the two existing memorials. This window was designed by
Charles Ea[m]er Kempe, and was installed in the north wall directly above
Jane Austen’s memorial tablet:
The imagery in the window is
astounding, and I should imagine, for many visitors to the Cathedral, difficult
to interpret today. At the head of the window is a figure of St.
Augustine, whose name in its abbreviated form is St Austin. It is
therefore a visual pun on Jane Austen’s surname. The central figure in the
top row of the window is King David playing his harp. Directly under him is St
John, who displays his Gospel, opened at the first words: “In the
beginning was the Word…” A Latin inscription to Jane Austen is also
included, and this can be translated as follows: Remember in the Lord
Jane Austen who died July 18th A.D. 1817.
The figures in the four
remaining lights are the sons of Korah who each carry a scroll upon which are
inscribed sentences in Latin which allude to the religious nature of Jane
Austen’s character. How interesting that even in this window the references to
her genius are oblique by today’s standards. And I do often wonder how many
visitors to her grave notice the window, for there is only a small notice to
the side of the brass tablet which explains it significance. How fascinating to
see how, as her fame rose, the memorials to her got greater in size, but were
not necessarily plain acknowledgments of her genius.”
I became curious to know the text of
those four “inscribed sentences in Latin which allude to the religious nature
of Jane Austen’s character” and Google quickly led me to the following passage
in Geraldine
Mitton’s 1905 bio, Jane Austen and Her Times, at p. 321-2, which not only
supplied that text, it also _clearly_ was the (completely unacknowledged —tsk tsk)
primary source for austenonly’s description:
“In 1900 a memorial window was
inserted as the result of a public subscription; it was designed and executed
by C. E. Kemp. In the head of the window is a figure of St. Augustine whose
name in its abbreviated form is St. Austin. In the centre of the upper row of
lights is David with his harp. Below his figure, in Latin, are the words,
"Remember in the Lord Jane Austen who died July 18, A.D. 1817." In
the centre of the bottom row is the figure of St. John, and the remaining
figures are those of the sons of Korah carrying scrolls, with sentences in
Latin, indicative of the religious side of Jane Austen's character, namely,
" Come ye children, hearken unto me; I will teach you the fear of the
Lord." "Them that are meek shall He guide in judgement, and such as
are gentle them shall He teach His way." "My mouth shall speak of
wisdom and my heart shall muse on understanding." "My mouth shall
daily speak of Thy righteousness and Thy salvation."
Some quick Googling showed that the remaining figures (other
than David and “St. Austin”) are holding, respectively, Latin versions of Psalms
34:11, 25:9, 49:3,
and 71:15,
and still more confirmed to me that the Bible has indeed long ascribed these
Psalms (as well some others) to the four
sons of Korah.
The name “Korah” caught my eye from
my earliest days of literary sleuthing in 1998-9, when I first read Richard
Elliot Friedman’s Who Wrote the Bible? &
The Hidden Book in the Bible, in which Friedman made a (to my mind) compelling
argument (adapted from the heyday of the “Documentary Hypothesis” in 19th
century Germany) for the centrality of the Yahwist strand of the Torah.
Friedman also speculated that the
Yahwist might have been a woman, and Harold Bloom took that idea of Friedman’s and
ran (wild) with it in The Book of J. So, as I progressed in my Austenian sleuthing,
and became aware of more and more veiled Biblical allusions in Jane Austen’s
writing, I fancied that JA was aware of the early strands of the Documentary
Hypothesis wafting about in the free air of England during her lifetime, and
that she intuited that there was a distinctly female and subversive voice
hiding in plain sight in the Torah, which the later priestly writers had
coopted but had not destroyed. I also believe that she emulated the Yahwist in
her own novelistic “Heptateuch”, which, as I have argued countless times, are a
kind of female Torah, covertly and highly subversive of the hypocritical
Anglican church hierarchy and dogma of her day.
And so…that last thought led me to the
Torah tale of the rebellion of Korah in Numbers 16. Wikipedia’s summary is as good as any:
“The
Korah who fought against Israel was the…great-grandson of Levi, the third son
of Jacob born to Leah who became the progenitor of the tribe of Levi (Num.16:1;
Gen. 29:31-35). …They resisted Moses' leadership and as a result were swallowed
by the earth along with many of their households. However the children of Korah
were spared and remained alive (Numbers 26:11) and later wrote some Psalms…”
So…why did the designers of 1900
memorial include windows for the 4 Psalmist sons of Korah in addition to the
window for the greatest Psalmist of them all, David? Was this suggesting that
Jane Austen was a kind of literary Psalmist? Or was this suggesting that Jane Austen
was, like the sons of Korah (who got out of Dodge in the nick of time, before
the earth moved), a survivor, who was willing to generate superficially
conformist writing---but who, unlike those sons, was meticulous in her creation
of subversive subtext, challenging religious orthodoxy, like Korah, but subtext
that was (safely) accessible only by those who could learn to read off-center?
Now…is it possible that Charles Eamer
Kempe, a century ago, might have had any of this in mind as he constructed
these windows? On the anniversary of JA’s
death, it is intriguing to speculate about it!
Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter
P.S. I realized as I wrote the above
post that the death of Don Juan/Giovanni in the grip of the Stone Guest must
have been inspired, in part, by the tale
of Korah, and that in turn reminded me of JA’s comments after seeing a
performance of a Don Juan pantomime in
London:
“I must say that I have seen nobody on the stage who has
been a more interesting Character than that compound of Cruelty & Lust.”
That is my view of Jane Austen herself,
except that she was, unlike Don Juan and Korah, too pragmatic and tricky to so
openly rebel—had Korah been like Jane Austen, he’d have created a covert satire
of Moses instead of openly challenging him—JA knew that overt rebels tend to
get swallowed up in the earth.
P.P.S.: My friend Prof. Diane
Capitani, who, as I reported last Fall, gave a brilliant presentation at the Ft.
Worth JASNA AGM about allusions to St. Augustine in S&S, will be interested, I am sure, to
hear about the sixth window devoted to “St. Austin”, if Diane did not already
know about it…
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