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Monday, March 3, 2014

Mrs. Goddard’s Boarding-School for (Ready) Wit & Scandal: Harriet Smith, star Prodigy/Progeny!



 Today, I bring forward evidence from an unlikely source, to supplement my earlier rebuttals of the claim that those (like myself) who find sexual innuendoes in Jane Austen’s allusion to Garrick's Riddle in Chapter 9 of Emma, and in hundreds of other passages in JA’s writings, are guilty of anachronism, attributing sexual connotations that (supposedly) are only to be found in 20th century writing.  By the time you reach the end of this post, you’ll see the fulfilment of my cryptic Subject Line, seeing that Jane Austen drew upon both high and low contemporary sources to weave complex threads combining wit, riddling, sexual innuendo, and characterization in the most prodigiously brilliant way imaginable!

In a 2007 Persuasions Online article…


… by a mainstream Austen scholar, Susan Allen Ford, the excerpt quoted by me, below, specifically discusses the sexual innuendoes that were commonly found in riddle books published during JA's lifetime. Susan has for a number of years been the editor of the two JASNA journals, and is also a very sharp elf whom I have known (via JASNA) for 8 years. As far as I am aware, Susan does not subscribe to my “shadow story” theories, but her various articles about JA over the years have shown me that she and I are alike in one important way, i.e., we both read JA’s writing with special alertness to JA’s wordplay and other textual hints of various kinds, as to which many other Austen scholars are not so focused.  Now, for the excerpt:

"Some, like Old Puzzle-Cap; or, a New Riddle-book, are meant for children. And some, like Pour Deviner . . . Selected from the best authors by a Lady, for the Exercise of Genius (1814) and Ralph Wewitzer’s The School for Wits, or the Cream of the Jests (1814), emphasize their innocent, educative purpose, as does the latter on its title page:  “A Jest-book should be such as may be admitted into every boarding-school, as an instructive recreation; and which parents may place in the hands of their
sons and daughters, without danger of corrupting their morals, or contaminating the purity of their tender minds.”  This emphasis on the dangers of corruption or contamination suggests that these books quite frequently contained riddles and jests that Mrs. Norris might describe as “‘a little too warm’”...The British Jester (1800) proclaims in its Advertisement that “[e]very care has been taken to exclude any thing bordering on indelicacy, so that it may claim a preference to most collections of the kind to the countenance of the Fair Sex.” Its frontispiece depicts a family scene: a child teasing a cat before a garden bench, upon which are seated a woman and a man who reclines with a book in one hand and her breast in the other.  The Trial of Wit (1782) contains the kind of riddle that concerned parents might have been thinking of:
Pleasantly growing in a bed,
Of complexion white and red,
The fairest lady in the land,
Desires to have me in her hand,
And put me in her hole before,
And wish she had two handfuls more.
Such riddles “seduce” the wit into enjoying the indelicate answer before providing the innocent solution—in this case, “A Strawberry” (2).
Mr. Woodhouse’s offering for Harriet’s collection, “Kitty, a fair but frozen maid,” a 1771 riddle by David Garrick, also flirts with sexual mischief (in this case syphilis and sodomy) before ending in an “innocent”
answer. Variants of Garrick’s riddle (minus the stanza about turning to Fanny) appear in A New Collection of Enigmas, Charades, Transpositions, &c. (1806) and Pour Deviner (1814), one of those collections advertised as “perfectly chaste” and suitable for young readers…Emma’s response to her father—that she and Harriet have “‘written [it] out on our second page.  We copied it from the Elegant
Extracts’” (79)—is, given Knox’s moral seriousness and careful scholarship, unlikely.  David Selwyn assumes that Jane Austen “was confused,” having given her copy of Elegant Extracts to her niece thirteen
years earlier (199).  Jill Heydt-Stevenson, however, argues that this misdirection is Austen’s joke, that the riddle, “on a vulnerable border between the acceptable and the illicit, . . . collapses the gulf between the sexual underworld of Austen’s time and Highbury’s respectable world”. Emma’s citation of Elegant Extracts, then, highlights the distance between the sexual play in which she, however unwittingly, is engaged and the “merry games” of Abbey Mill Farm, perhaps in its invocation of disease even suggesting Hartfield’s distance from the bucolic health of the Martin home.”   
 END QUOTE

I quoted at length from Ford’s article, because I wanted to direct your attention to the following specific details in Ford’s excellent summation, which suggest to me, that she wished to bring our attention to certain of Jane Austen’s own sexual innuendoes, by selecting carefully chosen items of contemporary riddle-book verbiage to quote, but was perhaps too discreet to explicitly flag those innuendoes as such. Whatever Ford’s intentions, here is my unpacking of those sexual innuendoes:

ONE: Ford’s observation about the double entendre in one published riddle (“Such riddles “seduce” the wit into enjoying the indelicate answer before providing the innocent solution—in this case, “A Strawberry”.”) alerted me to the likelihood that JA had that particular double entendre in mind when she wrote the Donwell Abbey strawberry picking episode, as to which more than one Austen commentator (including myself) has suggested a sexual subtext, especially in Mrs. Elton’s barely concealed lust for “Knightley”!


TWO: The riddle-book intro quoted by Ford (“A Jest-book should be such as may be admitted into every BOARDING-SCHOOL, as an instructive recreation; and which parents may place in the hands of their sons and daughters, WITHOUT DANGER OF corrupting their morals, or contaminating the purity of their tender minds.”) was clearly on JA’s mind when JA wrote what is clearly an ironic and hilariously clever parody of same:

“Mrs. Goddard was the mistress of a SCHOOL—not of a seminary, or an establishment, or any thing which professed, in long sentences of refined nonsense, to combine liberal acquirements with elegant morality, upon new principles and new systems—and where young ladies for enormous pay might be screwed out of health and into vanity—but a real, honest, old-fashioned BOARDING-SCHOOL, where a reasonable quantity of accomplishments were sold at a reasonable price, and where girls might be sent to be out of the way, and scramble themselves into a little education, WITHOUT ANY DANGER OF coming back PRODIGIES.”

That would be enough by itself, but that’s only one thread from JA’s allusive tapestry. I am also certain that, in addition to the above, JA also brilliantly alluded to the actual title of that book containing that Mr. Collins-esque “defence of the jest-book”----THE SCHOOL FOR WITS, or THE CREAM of the Jests----in two different, but complementary, ways:

First, JA alludes to that title directly, in two of Emma’s short speeches to Harriet about the charade in Chapter 9: 

 “That is ship;—plain as it can be.—Now for THE CREAM.” and not long after that,

 “Thy ready WIT the word will soon supply.” --Humph—Harriet's ready WIT!”

And second, and indirectly, JA alludes to that jest-book title via a veiled allusion to Mrs. Malaprop’s famous speech in Act 1, Scene 2 of Sheridan’s classic comedy, THE SCHOOL FOR Scandal, which is filled with witty malapropisms, but of special relevance to the above-quoted “boarding-school” passages in Ch. 3 of Emma and in THE SCHOOL FOR WITS, including the specific malapropism substituting  “progeny” for “prodigy”!:

“Observe me, Sir Anthony. I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a PROGENY of learning; I don’t think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or algebra, or simony, or fluxions, or paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning—neither would it be necessary for her to handle any of your mathematical, astronomical, diabolical instruments.—But, Sir Anthony, I would send her, at nine years old, to a BOARDING-SCHOOL, in order to learn a little ingenuity and artifice. Then, sir, she should have a supercilious knowledge in accounts….”

Actually, I first detected this veiled allusion in Chapter 3 of Emma to Sheridan’s comic masterpiece 8 years ago in Feb. 2006, but not till today did I connect that allusion to the allusions in Chapter 9 of Emma, that Ford’s article brought to my attention.

Now I see that they are all of a piece, in aggregate constituting what was not merely a superbly clever comic allusion to Sheridan, but was actually JA’s recognizing “a dangerous opening” to be achieved by  combining Sheridan’s Mrs. Malaprop with the self-justifying editor of The School for Wits, and JA thereby achieved a level of witty “ creaminess” which far surpassed even her illustrious source Sheridan.


THREE: As a bonus beyond all of the above, consider the following observation by Ford regarding Garrick’s Riddle and its role in Emma:
 “Jill Heydt-Stevenson, however, argues that this misdirection is Austen’s joke, that the riddle, “on a vulnerable border between the acceptable and the illicit, . . . collapses the gulf between the sexual underworld of Austen’s time and Highbury’s respectable world”.
What I realized (and only because of Ford’s expert editing) for the first time is that JHS had pulled off a quiet rhetorical coup in essentially suggesting that Garrick’s Riddle functions in Emma the way that Capability Brown’s landscape gardening specialty functioned in the wilderness at Sotherton:

"You will hurt yourself, Miss Bertram," she cried; "you will certainly hurt yourself against those spikes; you will tear your gown; you will be in danger of slipping into the ha-ha. You had better not go."

Now, nine years after reading Heydt-Stevenson’s groundbreaking article, I finally understand the hidden reason why she chose  a phrase from Mansfield Park, “Slipping into the ha-ha” for the title of that article, even though her most explosive and controversial revelation in that article was about Garrick’s Riddle from JA’s next novel, Emma. I.e., Heydt-Stevenson was thereby showing that Garrick’s Riddle was a verbal form of “ha-ha” in all its punny senses, i.e., a joke that makes us laugh, but also a kind of optical allusion translated into words, which “collapses the gulf between the sexual underworld of Austen’s time and Highbury’s respectable world.” 

So bravo to both Heydt-Stevenson and Ford, as I was only able to put all these pieces together, along with my own “catch” of the veiled progeny/prodigies allusion in Emma, on the shoulders of their prior scholarship.

Cheers, ARNIE
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Sunday, March 2, 2014

“The sun’ll COME OUT tomorrow”----Bet YOUR bottom dollars that Nora Ephron hid ANOTHER subtle Austenian subtext in plain sight (and sound) in You’ve Got Mail!



Today, I’ve got another “You’ve Got Mail at the gym” story, a bookend to the anecdote I recounted in 2012….


…shortly after Nora Ephron’s sad death, about the interwoven Pride & Prejudice/Much Ado About Nothing subtext Ephron hid in plain sight in her film. This new wrinkle is positively spooky (in a good way), and if it doesn’t raise Ephron’s filmmaking higher in your estimation, then I’ll be very surprised!

First, here’s the spooky part: earlier today, my Facebook friend Laurel Ann Nattress (author & mistress of the popular Austenprose blog) posted about watching You’ve Got Mail for the billionth time, and I chimed in thusly: “When I first saw it in the movie theater I enjoyed it, but really really grossly underestimated it, it was truly Austenian in presenting itself as witty fluff, but actually being filled with powerful allusions to Austen and Shakespeare, as well, of course, as prior films.”

Today at the gym, as I surfed channels in search of distraction from 40 minutes of cardio, You’ve Got Mail appeared on the E Channel, as if by fate! I smiled at this coincidence, and bowed to the TV gods’s command that I spend my 40 minutes watching a chunk of Nora Ephron’s masterpiece for my billionth time as well. The film was in the middle of the scene at the supermarket checkout counter when Joe “rescues” Kathleen (to her chagrin), and so I knew there was at least an hour to go, sufficient for my planned 400 calorie amble.

But I had no clue that within 5 minutes, I’d be presented with compelling additional evidence of Nora Ephron’s subtle erudition and cinematic discretion, over and above what I have noted previously, which would have me eager to get home to begin to write this post.

My “Ephroniphany” came at the end of the next scene--in which the super-creepy Fox dynasty (Joe’s grandfather, father, and various very young “siblings”) gathers in a salon to listen to young Annabel sing “Tomorrow” from Annie. Here’s a brief YouTube clip, I urge you to watch it now before reading further, and see if anything leaps out at you, as it did for me for this time, in my (perhaps) 16th viewing of that scene over the past 15 years, the first one in which I saw something special:


To assist you even further, here is the description of that scene from Ephron’s screenplay, to show you that she faithfully shot the scene as she had originally written it, showing that it was not an improvisation:

INT. JOE'S FATHER'S APARTMENT - THANKSGIVING DAY
An elegant East Side apartment.  Schuyler, his youngish French wife, Yvette, Nelson, Gillian and their child Matt, and Joe are sitting and listening as Annabel sings Tomorrow.
ANNABEL (sings) The sun'll come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun --
Joe is on a loveseat with Matt.  Gillian lifts Matt up, sits down in his place next to Joe and plunks Matt into her lap. Nelson is already seated in a chair in front of the loveseat and can't see her without turning around.
As she continues singing, Gillian moves her hand next to Joe's leg.  Joe edges away.  He looks around the room, sees Nanny Maureen standing behind the couch.  He stands, offers her his seat.  She sits.

So, with my prompting, did you see ANYthing surprising there for the first time, too, as I did?

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So what was the “subtle Austenian subtext hidden in plain sight (and sound)” in that little scene, that was worthy of that high accolade in my Subject Line? After all, on the surface, this scene seems to be in the film solely as background for Joe’s characterization, showing us why Joe is not (yet) a gentleman at this stage of the film, prior to Kathleen transformative reading him the Chivalry Riot Act in the restaurant a few scenes later.

I.e., given the dubious paternal role models Joe grew up with—with both father and grandfather utterly morally corrupted, caricatures of  “sugar daddies” who unashamedly revel in siring children on women less than half (or even a third) their age, who clearly are not their soulmates----it’s no surprise at all that Joe’s motto is “It’s not personal, it’s business.” –and we can also understand why The Godfather sways his life, and tune our ears to hear his “go to the mattresses” as a reference not only to the necessity of making war in the boardroom, but also to the (dishonorable) tradition of lechery of Fox men in the boudoir. 

So far so good. But now, I suggest to you, that’s only half of all there is worth noticing in that scene! This time, I saw something else, a quiet little drama unfolding in the background, where the mise en scene gives the audience no explicit hint to pay any particular attention to it. I am talking about the little game of musical chairs that unfolds on the love seat, as young Annabel sings her little heart out.

Notice first how Joe is seated next to the little son of his father’s fiancée, the cute boy who so memorably spells F-O-X Fox. Then notice that Gillian inobtrusively picks her son up, and sits down next to Joe with the boy now in her lap, keeping her eyes on the young female performer the whole time.

So far, no big deal. But then, Gillian puts her hand on Joe’s thigh, and Tom Hanks gets that same look on his face that he had in Big when he stuffed his face with caviar and then spit it out a minute later. It takes him about two seconds to spring up from his theretofore comfortable seat, whereupon his place is just as promptly taken on the love seat by Nanny Maureen. And Annabel’s song proceeds to its conclusion.

Now…on first viewing of the movie, this maneuvering would all appear to change little in the arc of the storyline. Joe’s getting spooked when his father’s fiancée makes an unmistakable sexual advance to him just adds to the air of lechery that hangs over the room, in grotesque contrast to the little girl singing an inspirational Broadway standard. If anything, it makes us see Gillian as part of the moral cesspool chez Fox, another degenerate sensualist without redeeming value as a person.

But then, upon repeated viewings, can you think outside the box, and see any reason why we might interpret those seat-changes very differently? Hint---what do we know from the second viewing onward that might alter our perspective?

I’ll tell you now, if you haven’t already picked up on my hints on your own---not too much later in the film, Joe’s father is going to surprise Joe with his explanation of why he has abruptly parted with his fiancee, news that doesn’t seem to have caused Father Fox much distress. I.e., Joe learns that Gillian has eloped, and the comic shocker, that elicits surprised titters of laughter from a typical audience, is that she has eloped not with a younger man, as Joe expects to hear, given Gillian’s subtle grope on the couch, but with another woman, and what’s more, the other woman is Nanny Maureen!

So…here’s the exquisite irony which Ephron has so cleverly and expertly hidden in plain sight in that scene. Once we are armed with the hindsight that Gillian and Nanny Maureen have already entered into a lesbian relationship before we hear about  it along with Joe, we can suddenly see Gillian’s fondling of Joe not as a crude come-on to him, but as a daring ruse designed to make him so uncomfortable that he will immediately leave his seat, so that, not accidentally, it can be filled by Nanny Maureen, who thus winds up sitting right next to her secret lover on the love seat—and the three of them on the couch—mother, son, and mother’s lover---are seen as the future family that will be created offscreen after the elopement!

This double meaning is so Austenian, and so Shakespearean, that it dazzles me that Ephron has managed, for 15 years, to hide this subtext in plain sight (and sound) for 15 years, without, as far as I can ascertain, any commentator on the film ever pointing out  this marvelous screenwriting/directorial maneuver!

And I will now explain why I keep adding a reference to plain sound in this scene—you need only think about the lyrics of the song “Tomorrow”, in order to grasp the other half of Ephron’s diabolically clever joke on her audience:

The sun'll COME OUT tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clear away the cobwebs and the sorrow till' there's none
When I'm stuck with a day that's grey and lonely
I just stick up my chin and grin and say oh
The sun'll COME OUT tomorrow
So you got to HANG ON TILL TOMORROW, come what may!
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I LOVE YA, tomorrow
You're only a day away!

Do you get it?----“come out”! Even in 1998, the slang phrase “come out” had long been established as the most common description of a gay or lesbian person publicly revealing their same-sex love orientation! Indeed, “tomorrow” being “only a day away” (meaning, within a few scenes, in the timeline of the film), Gillian and Maureen will then “come out” to the world, and openly show their love to each other! And when they do, their lives will no longer be “grey and lonely”, because Gillian and Maureen have decided to end the charade, and find true love with each other, and the Fox fortune be damned!

No wonder Gillian smiles a little Mona Lisa smile after Maureen sits down beside her--- it’s obvious that the decision to elope has already been made, and she is quietly rejoicing in being able to sit right next to her beloved, the woman who has already, in the disguise of a nanny, been co-parenting her little boy. And very soon she knows she will no longer have to tolerate sex with the grotesque Fox, Sr., or, for that matter, to tolerate even the humiliation and frustration of Joe’s casual, sneering arrogation of authority over her own son! Soon he won’t be spelling F-O-X anymore, except, maybe, when reading Aesop’s Fables! And if Gillian and Maureen have managed to save any money from their time with Fox Sr., then perhaps we can think of Gillian like Aesop’s fox, who tricks the vain crow out of good cheese which drops from his mouth as he (like Annabel) sings.

And now we also can understand, perhaps, why, earlier in the film, Gillian, in response to Joe’s sneering remarks to her about her philanthropy (which is actually a sign that she is not a fortune hunter, but is trying to make lemonade out of the lemons of being the fiancée of an MCP monster), told Joe she was going to “harvest her eggs”. At the time, we all just heard that as Joe heard it, another frivolous hobby. But, now we can readily discern that if she was planning to leave Joe’s father and unite with Maureen, then Gillian would be in need of harvested eggs in order for them to achieve in vitro fertilization and have another child to call their own! She feels contempt for Joe, exposing for her and Maureen’s private amusement, his clueless unawareness of what is  soon to occur, that will liberate the two lesbian lovers forever from Fox domination. As in Austen novels, the men mostly don’t really listen to what the women are really saying, so Gillian can (like Miss Bates) tell Joe the truth about harvesting her eggs, and be safe from exposure. He may have put Kathleen Kelly “out of business”, but neither Joe nor his father shall be able to keep Gillian and Maureen from fulfilling their mutual love.

Now, isn’t that all just amazing? I still can’t believe I found it today, in the way that I found it. It’s so gorgeous. But that’s still not quite the end of what we can derived from Nora Ephron’s cinematic tour de force--- the capper is that I realized also that this subtextual Gillian-Maureen romantic relationship is another aspect of Nora Ephron’s homage to Jane Austen’s Pride & Prejudice in You’ve Got Mail. Not only, as many lovers of the film have long recognized, and as I’ve previously articulated in more detail, does the relationship between Kathleen and Joe recapituluate the Elizabeth-Darcy romantic arc, but now I see that Gillian and Maureen are a veiled representation of Charlotte Lucas’s secret and unrequited lesbian love for Elizabeth Bennet, a subtext which JA hid in plain sight in Pride & Prejudice, as I have posted a number of times during the past few years:


And there’s even more wonderfulness here, upon deeper analysis. I suggest to you that Nora Ephron has, by this particular subtext, exposed her readers’s prejudices, exactly as JA does in all her novels. I.e., if you reflect on it, there always was something not quite kosher in the way that the elopement of Gillian and Nanny Maureen is treated in the film—it’s presented  as a kind of grotesque reversal of expectation, their actions are not humanized, explained, or made comprehensible, let alone sympathetic. It’s a lot like the way that Mrs. Bennet is presented in P&P—a figure to be laughed at, for the delectation of Mr. Bennet’s (and the reader’s) sarcastic mockery. But just as insightful Austen readers have long understood that Mrs. Bennet is not a monster to be derided, but a woman in a potentially disastrous situation using all her resources to make things turn out okay, so too we can see  Gillian and Maureen in a much more positive light.

By the way, in regard to the struggle for gender orientation liberation, you may be interested, but I suspect not be surprised, to learn that Nora Ephron said the following to the Wellesley graduating class in 1996, 34 years after her own graduation:   “I want to tell you a little bit about my class, the class of 1962. When we came to Wellesley in the fall of 1958, there was an article in the Harvard Crimson about the women's colleges, one of those stupid mean little articles full of stereotypes, like girls at Bryn Mawr wear black. We were girls then, by the way, Wellesley girls. How long ago was it? It was so long ago that while I was here, Wellesley actually threw six young women out for lesbianism. “

What I’ve now demonstrated, is that Ephron must have at that very moment been deeply into the writing of the screenplay of You’ve Got  Mail, with this lesbian subtext, in some karmic sense to correct that injustice of an America in which, not long before, such beastly discrimination was practiced against lesbians, and was considered perfectly okay.

Now, isn’t You’ve Got Mail a kinder and gentler, as well as an artistically more complex, story, when we see Gillian and Maureen in a sympathetic light—as two women who escaped exploitation by male Foxes? This is quintessential Austenian irony, the kind which made her readers better people when we came upon rereading to better understand her cryptic didacticism.  So, bravo once more to Nora Ephron, who, like her role model, Jane Austen, was secure enough in her own artistic vision to not feel the need to heavy-handedly hit  her readers over the head with this message, but instead to leave it to readers with ingenuity and heart to find it out for themselves.

Cheers, ARNIE
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Saturday, March 1, 2014

Sophia Sentiment, Princess Sophia, Eastern Tales, Kangaroos, Wild Beasts, & Strange Business in America



In Austen-L, Anielka Briggs wrote:  “I am thinking/writing about the Sophia Sentiment letter and trying to ascertain whether or not it is by JA. May I ask a question of every and any individual who cares to reply? Do you believe it was written by Jane Austen or not?”

Anielka, I have been firmly convinced of JA as the true author of the Sophia Sentiment letter (and some others among the Loiterer entries) ever since I first read of that theory (which dates back to the late 80’s as I recall) in 2005. Here are links to my prior posts on JA’s concealed contributions to The Loiterer:


In a nutshell, I see JA’s wickedly satirical hand behind at least two other Loiterer entries, written during the same era, and in the same tone, as JA’s early Juvenilia. But it’s most obvious in Sophia Sentiment’s Letter, which at times reads like JA’s juvenilia, at another point like the narrator of Northanger Abbey, and at still another like JA’s mature  Plan of A Novel .

But as your post has caused me to revisit this topic, now a couple of other aspects of Sophia Sentiment come to mind:

First, and of special importance to me, when Sophia Sentiment complains that the Loiterer archive contains “[n]ot one Eastern Tale full of Bashas and Hermits, Pyramids and Mosques—no, not even an allegory or dream have yet made their appearance in the Loiterer”, I now can say, based on my recent discovery (less than a month ago) that Emma’s Mr. Perry is a representation of the famous fairy “Peri Banou” from the Arabian Nights Entertainments:


So, now I see that JA, at age 40, finally remedied these specific deficiencies of The Loiterer, by including in Emma a character, Mr. Perry, who is, per my deconstruction, straight out of a realistic version of an “Eastern tale”, and also is the subject of Frank Churchill’s supposed ‘dream’, and of course Emma is allegorical in a dozen ways!

So, thank you, Anielka, for prompting me to notice the 3-decade arc of JA’s engagement with “Eastern tales”!


Second, I just learned from this blogger…
that “[t]his theory [of JA as author of Sophia S.] is supported by the fact that (to please Jane?) this was the only edition of The Loiterer ever to be advertised in The Reading Mercury - the Austens' local newspaper. Possibly James paid for this advertisement to please his little sister.

I never knew that, but now that I do, I think that is exactly what happened! It’s a really wonderful extra bit of supporting evidence.


And third (and this is a point I strongly suspect you already had in mind, Anielka, when you wrote your post), I now believe that, somehow, some way, improbable as it  seems, JA, at age 13, could already know enough about the personality of her chronological peer, Princess Sophia, the 12 year old daughter of King George III, to consciously choose that particular Princess’s Christian name for the pseudonymous author of the kind of light, bright and sparkling wit that exudes from every sentence of the Sophia Sentiment letter.  


This is so apt, because everything we know about the real life Princess Sophia from her own writings suggests to me that she was very much a kindred spirit of Jane Austen, a brilliant woman frustrated by her constricted role in a large, psychologically complicated family, and in particular  under the thumb of a domestically tyrannical mother.

And I specifically suspect you of this sly intent, Anielka, because you have written in the past about Princess Sophia, including quietly quoting the Princess’s wittiest bon mot: ““Oh ye Gods, how deadly dull it is, and only think of our going to the Master of Ceremonies’ ball and sitting in a circle there-I wished myself a kangaroo.” 

I cannot help but be reminded of two of JA’s’s own bon mots:

First this from JA’s 1813 letter: “If I am a wild beast I cannot help it. It is not my own fault.”

And second, the following speech by the witty Tom Bertram at a boring Mansfield Park social function:

“…between ourselves, [Mrs. Grant], poor woman, must want a lover as much as any one of them. A desperate dull life hers must be with the doctor," making a sly face as he spoke towards the chair of the latter, who proving, however, to be close at his elbow, made so instantaneous a change of expression and subject necessary, as Fanny, in spite of everything, could hardly help laughing at. "A strange business this in America, Dr. Grant! What is your opinion? I always come to you to know what I am to think of public matters."

I do believe JA in this moment intended her readers to see Dr. & Mrs. Grant as parodic representations of King George III & the Queen, not only in his hinting at a lack of sexual intimacy in the latter stages of both marriages, but also channeling the droll wit of Princess Sophia, and also pointing to war with America, a wickedly satirical political barb to toss at the King who, through his bungling misgovernment, lost the American colonies forever.

And now I will quit while I’m ahead.

Cheers, ARNIE
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