“A Persephone cover is a guarantee of good reading.” (Nicola Beauman, founder of Persephone Books)

After a month of daily posting about novellas I was planning at least a week’s break from blogging, but I couldn’t resist joining in with Jessie at Dwell in Possibility’s Persephone Readathon. Here are two short Persephones that just missed out on being part of Novella in Day in May as they were over 200 pages (but not by much).

Firstly, Lady Rose and Mrs Memmary by Ruby Ferguson (1937) which is Persephone No.53.

This is the story of a young Scottish heiress from childhood to young adulthood, framed by the visit of three tourists to the estate of Keepsfield.

“This transition to the atmosphere of another world is bewildering to modern personalities. The three strangers were conscious of a nakedness of spirit that made them uneasy spectators of a grandeur which was more than material. The old caretaker had slipped into the background, as caretakers do.”

The caretaker, Mrs Memmary, has been on the estate since she was a girl, and she tells one of the Tourists, Mrs Dacre, the story of Lady Rose. Rose is a child filled with joy, and a passionate attachment to her homeland, so far so that she names her kitten after a mighty clansman:

“Rose went out onto the sun-drenched west terrace, cuddling Rob Roy, who by now wore a small pink silk handkerchief round his head to protect him from the sun.”

She is a debutante and presented to the Queen, who takes a shine to her. It is at this moment, stepping into society for the first time, that she realises what her wealth and position truly mean:

“She was important? She, Rose Targenet aged eighteen, who had done so little but rejoice in the beauty and happiness of life. Of course her importance was not her own quality; it was because of her Papa.”

However, while she is important, she has no power. This is Victorian Scotland, and she must make a good match, securing the future of her lands and providing a male heir. We know that she managed this, as Mrs Memmary tells the tourists early on that all the splendour they see in the home is entailed to the heir, and Lady Rose is seeking a rich tenant to help pay for the upkeep of the estate.

The Victorian marriage market is poked gentle fun at during this overheard conversation between Rose’s mother and a family friend, regarding the Poet Laureate:

“If poor Alfred must write about what he calls love, he might at least explain that it is an emotion to be openly enjoyed by the middle classes.”

Although Lady Rose and Mrs Memmary could be seen as a light novel, it actually has serious points to make about the role and rights of women in the period. (It was written in in the 1930s and was apparently a great favourite of the Queen Mother, which I find fascinating. Makes me see her in a whole new light.)

Rose ends up in a loveless marriage to someone who is not horrible, but just completely cold and repressed:

“She had cried on her bed all the afternoon, realizing bitterly that in 1874 married women had no rights, even if they were countesses. She didn’t cry now, for she had the children, and in any case crying did no good after 10 years.”

Meanwhile, her friend Susan is in no better position having avoided marriage altogether:

“But what have I got? Just a piece of needlework and two disappointed elderly minded parents, and all the time in the world on my hands. If I had my way women would be free to do the same things as men; come and go as they wished, and read and talk, and be doctors and lawyers and financiers, and Members of Parliament, and newspaper writers, Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

So what happens? We know Lady Rose is a strong character who at times is willing to defy authority, and we know she has been abroad for a long time. Mrs Dacre isn’t at all happy with what Mrs Memmary tells her:

 “ ‘You mean – that was the end of Lady Rose’s story? It seems a vague, disappointing ending.’

‘Vague?’ The old woman thought for a moment and said, ‘But in real life things go like that. Our stories have no ending. We come into the light for a little while, and then we move away into the shadows and nobody sees us anymore. It is better that way.’”

A good point, but Mrs Memmary has held something back. I don’t think I’m a great genius in guessing what it was in Chapter 2, but this didn’t spoil my enjoyment of the novel at all. I promise you it’s not a vague, disappointing ending.

Lady Rose and Mrs Memmary is in some ways a romantic novel: the country house and Scotland are both described with ravishing beauty, and it is a novel about being true to yourself and following your heart. But Ferguson also doesn’t shy away from portraying the price that is paid for these things, suggesting the price may be worth it but it can also be a high one.

Secondly, Daddy’s Gone A-Hunting by Penelope Mortimer (1958) which is Persephone No.77. Ruth Whiting lives in a commuter town with her husband Rex. Their two sons are away at boarding school and their daughter – whose conception necessitated their marriage – is studying at Oxford. Ruth is not happy:

“In all the years of her marriage, a long war in which attack, if not happening, was always imminent, she had learned an expert cunning. The way to avoid being hurt, to dodge unhappiness, was to run away. Feelings of guilt and cowardice presented no problems that couldn’t be overcome by dreams, by games, by the gentle sound of her own voice advising and rebuking her as she went about the house.”

Rex and Ruth aren’t together very much – he has a flat in London during the week and comes home at weekends.

“For Rex and herself there was no longer any hope or possibility of change; there was no longer any choice to be made. They lay, fully grown, capable of every crime and every greatness, paralysed by triviality.”

Mortimer’s unflinching eye and scathing attitude is cast wider than the intricacies of marriage; it also takes in the other couples in the area:

“The relationships between the men are based on an understanding of success. Admiration is general, affection not uncommon. Even pity is known. The women have no such understanding. Like little icebergs, each keeps a bright and shining face above water; below the surface, submerged in fathoms of leisure, each keeps her own isolated personality. Some are happy, some poisoned with boredom; some drink too much and below the demarcation line are slightly crazy; some love their husbands and some are dying from a lack of love; a few have talent, useless to them as a paralysed limb.”

Ruth seems on the verge, if not in the midst of, a breakdown. She is struggling to get out of bed and Rex engages a housekeeper/nurse.  However, what begins as a dissection of suburban 1950s marriage develops into something more political when Ruth’s daughter Angela tells her she is pregnant. The father, fellow student Tony, is selfish and callow:

“It was obviously not going to be necessary to impress on him the seriousness of the situation. He looked like a curate settling down to discuss dry rot in the organ loft.”

So Angela, unlike her mother, does not want to tie herself into marriage to an unsuitable man for the sake of an unwanted baby. The rest of the novel follows the hoops both Ruth and Angela have to jump through in order to secure an abortion. (This  particularly resonated at the time I read it given the recent vote in Ireland). What Mortimer demonstrates is the ways in which women’s lives are circumscribed and the huge fallout this can have: on mental health, physical health, participation in society, participation in our own lives.  Although she is acerbic, and undoubtedly it is a resounding cry for women’s rights to be acknowledged and given their due importance, I think above all, Daddy’s Gone A-Hunting is a plea for kindness.

“He would probably go through his entire life imagining that he was real; but not one person would owe him gratitude, remember his comfort.”

To end, I said when Novella a Day in May was over I’d go back to shoehorning late 20th century pop tunes into posts at every opportunity. So here we go, a 1980s celebration of those beautiful Persephone covers:

35 thoughts on ““A Persephone cover is a guarantee of good reading.” (Nicola Beauman, founder of Persephone Books)

  1. I used to love this song simply because it was bilingual (as well as haunting) – made me feel like less of a freak! And I dread to open the can of worms that is Persephone. I’ve read a couple but not started buying them yet. I hear that once you start, you can’t stop…

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  2. I’m really going to miss your featured novellas – I so looked forward each day to reading of your latest unearthed treasure. It’s been an excellent series. Many thanks for sharing your finds. I hope you have fun with the Persephone Readathon!

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  3. A brilliant (and 100% accurate) title quote, plus a fabulous iconic track make the perfect bookends for this post! And the two books sound really interesting too – bonus! 🙂

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  4. I think Daddy’s gone a-hunting is the only Penelope Mortimer novel I have read, (though I get all the Penelope writers horribly mixed up) it is very good. Lady Rose I don’t remember as well as many other Persephone books, but I do love those that depict the realities of women’s lives.

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    • The first of hers I read was The Pumpkin Eater, but those are the only 2 I’ve read of hers. I’m glad I’m not the only one who gets Penelopes confused – Fitzgerald and Lively are always confused in my mind!

      Lady Rose lives a life far removed from many women’s lives, but Ferguson shows how constraints on women go across class boundaries – it’s an interesting take,

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  5. Welcome back video clips (and a ripper in Visage).
    Your novella project was fantastic. It coincided with my assessment period at uni – now that it’s finished I need to go back over your posts and add to my TBR list. Thanks. I think.

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  6. So glad you had an enjoyable readathon! You definitely deserve to take that blogging break now though! I adored Lady Rose and Mrs. Memmary as well; and was a bit surprised at how powerful it was in its exploration of the roles of women in society during the era. It was certainly much more than a fairytale-esque love story. Daddy’s Gone A-Hunting sounds like one I’ll need to seek out in the future as well.

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    • Thanks for organising the readathon Jessie, I really did enjoy it! I agree – the power of Lady Rose and Mrs Memmary takes you by surprise, it sneaks up on the reader! I hope you enjoy Daddy’s Gone A-Hunting when you get to it 🙂

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  7. Ah, Persephone books – another literary money-pit waiting to happen to my finances. I have a few already and the sight of those grey spines are just calling to me to add more to their number.
    I loved Visage, so watching that video was a real treat. It’s also given me some much needed inspiration – I’m taking my daughter to her first gig next week and she’s asked me to do her make-up, mwhahahaha!

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    • They are such a money pit – I think the combination of quality writing and beautiful appearance is just a devastating combination!

      You wouldn’t do that to your daughter – would you? 😀 Mind you, I think Steve Strange looks great…

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  8. I really enjoyed reading about these two books, both of which are new to me. Isn’t it interesting how some novels that feel deceptively light on the surface are actually quite insightful at heart? I think this is something that certain books in the Persephone series does rather well.

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  9. Those both sound fascinating books. I loved your writing about them, and the visuals of the vid seemed perfect, even though the music itself had me harummphing like a testy old brigade bemoaning all the dead composers who knew how to create melody, harmony etc. Sorry. Worth watching though!

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  10. I’m envious of everyone’s Persephone reading. Our library doesn’t carry them, so each one I read has to be ordered. I did order and read one for our Literary Wives group (A Lady and Her Husband by Amber Reeves) which I adored, and don’t regret doing at all!
    The big question, which one will be next?

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  11. Whenever I read your posts I scroll to the end first to see what the this week’s banging choon will be, and you never disappoint 😉

    I will add Daddy’s Gone A-Hunting to the list, as I do love a bit of dismal marriage reflection to balance all the happy romance fiction out there. It makes a grumpy gal feel better when her own marriage went south and she has no desire to jump back into the frying pan, as when you think about it, The Golden Girls was really an educational guide to life 😉

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    • Haha! I was a bit stuck at first as how to fit one in to the tasteful world of Persephone, then I realised the answer was staring me in face 😀

      Penelope Mortimer is perfect reading for the happily divorced – she’s so witty and incisive about awful marriages. John Mortimer does seem to have been an absolute pig and she spent her single years after him happily gardening, which sounds idyllic to me. The Golden Girls captures everything I want my life to be – I watch it & I know that’s all I want for my later years 🙂

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