Acquitted (1870)
by Mrs. Gordon Smythies opens with a most heart-wrenching dedication by the
author to John Hastings Esq M.D. Overflowing with Victorian sentimentality and
pathos it nevertheless impresses with a feeling of true sorrow and a sense of
loss, and reveals something of the author’s emotional state.
The dedication is
dated 10th May 1870, four years after Smythies’ daughter died of
consumption in 1866, a disease associated with pale and weak young women slowly
drifting towards death. Smythies thanks John Hastings for he care he gave
to her daughter:
“But through your genius and your untiring care, the last
year of that dear spotless life was one of freedom from pain and bodily
discomfort, and one of mental peace and happiness; and when at last that pure
and pious spirit was summoned to its reward and to its rest, she passed away so
calmly and as painlessly as a fair and spotless lily, the flower that she so
truly resembled.” (Acquitted,
Dedication.)
The dedication seems fully aware of its own
customary sentimentality. It adheres to the expected form and style of writing
appropriate to the subject matter, but through the flowery language and
passionate expressions of emotion, it still conveys genuine sorrow of a mother
who has lost her child and dearest companion. In this dedication Mrs Gordon
Smythies shows herself able to use Victorian melodramatic excess to convey
real emotion. This alone makes her an interesting author to study.
Like Mary Elizabeth Braddon, Mrs Gordon Smythies was a
strong and determined Victorian woman, who single-handedly supported an
extensive family with the power of her pen. Smythies has been called the “most
popular and prolific of Victorian novelists” who “has been so
undeservedly and so completely forgotten.” (Summers, p359). She does not even
have a Wikipedia page to her name.
Smythies’ writing may not have the range and
power of Braddon’s work. Perhaps she does not deserve the level of admiration
and scholarly interest that Braddon has received in the last decade.
Nevertheless, Mrs Gordon Smythies’ novels and life are worthy of our attention.
She was a brave and resourceful woman, and above all, she was an extremely
popular mid-Victorian novelist. Most reference works that include an entry for Smythies seem
to use Nigel Cross’s The Common Writer:
Life in the 19th-Century Grub Street. (Cambridge UP, 1985 (see
pp.189-191) as their source, repeating the same facts Cross gives and quoting
him.
Harriet Maria Gordon was born in Margate in 1813. Her second novel Cousin Geoffrey, published in 1840, was good enough for her
thereafter to be called ‘the author of Cousin
Geoffrey’ on the fly-leaves of her later novels, including Acquitted, published thirty years later. In 1842, with four novels under her belt, she married
Reverend William Yorick Smythies. They had five children together, one of them
died in infancy. By the 1850s Mrs Smythies’ career was established and she made
an income by the standard Victorian route to publication: serialized novels in
magazines, which were then also published as three-decker novels. She wrote for
Cassell’s Family Magazine, the London Journal, and the Ladies’ Treasury.
The plots of her novels all seem to involve romance,
courtship and marriage in a domestic setting of family life, and, as Nigel
Cross remarks, all have titles that “are nicely calculated to assure their
readers that they are getting more of the same.” They include Matchmaker (1842); Breach of Promise (1845); A
Warning to Wives (1848); Bride Elect
(1852); Courtship and Wedlock (1853);
Married for Love (1857), A Lovers’ Quarrel (1858); True to the Last (1862); Guilty or Not Guilty (1864) and Faithful Woman (1865). Smythies wrote at
least twenty-two novels and two long poems and she was known as the Queen of
the Domestic Novel. Despite all the happy endings in her novels, unfortunately,
Mrs Smythies herself was not lucky in love and her personal life was troubled.
The Rev. Yorick Smythies lost the family’s income in a
financial disaster involving litigation. After this, Mrs Smythies left him to
take lodgings in London with her children and her mother, and from then on
supported her dependants through writing fiction. She was a close friend of
Bulwer Lytton who admired her work as “always characterised by the moral and
religious tone which may be expected from the wife of a clergyman.” (Cross,
p191).
In 1945 Montague Summers championed Mrs Smythies in an
article published Modern Language Notes
and gives us more gossip about Mrs Smythies’ life. (Summers, Montague. “Mrs
Gordon Smythies” in Modern Language Notes,
Vol. LX, June 1945, Nr 6, pp359-364) Mr Yorick Smythies, according to Summers,
was very much against his wife’s novel-writing: “A poem might be approved, and
a novel or two (if anonymous) tolerated, but so rapid a succession of romances
was not to be endures.” (Summers, p362). The friendship with Bulwer Lytton was another
problem for the Reverend, who “insisted that the intimacy should cease, upon
which Mrs Smythies at some date about 1862 left …” (Ibid.). Whether the relationship with Bulwer Lytton was anything
more than a friendship and whether it played any part in the collapse of
Smythies’ marriage, remain to be discovered.
In the decade after her daughter’s death in 1866, Mrs
Smythies lost two of her other children, only one son survived, and all her
siblings. She struggled financially and received some assistance from The Royal Literary Fund. “Her own death in 1883 went unnoticed.” (Cross, p191). A final word
from Montague Summers: “The Rev. William Yorick Smythies, who was then
sixty-seven years old, honoured the memory of his beautiful and accomplished
wife by remarrying less than three months after her decease.” (Summers, p364).
In the dedication that opens Acquitted Mrs Smythies states that the
writing of the novel was begun before her daughter’s death, sometime before 1866.
It was put aside for at least four years, and then picked up and completed for
publication in 1870. Will there be any trace of the author’s grief in the text?
Mrs Smythies did publish other novels in the intervening period.
Idols of Clay received a scathing
review in the Spectator 22 June 1867:
“this novel is without exception the silliest that we have ever had the
privilege of reading. It seems to have been pieced together out of a number of
old "Minerva Press" volumes …” (p23). This may well be close to the
truth, as Mrs Smythies was compelled to produce fiction - no matter of what quality - to support herself and
her family. The review goes on to describe the woeful contents: “Angels of beauty,
demons of darkness, models of strength, secret passages, returned convicts,
resurrectionist men in league with sextons, marchionesses buried alive, passing
for ghosts, and forbidding the marriage of marquises,” (Ibid.) all of which sounds rather good to me. Mrs Gordon Smythies
is a significant Victorian popular author who has been largely ignored and
deserves a close look.
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