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I found it quite hard to pick my favorite posts–as I browsed through the last year I’d find something, congratulate myself on how clever I was, and find another Risky had written it!

We had a promotion (and another contest, long since won and gone) a year ago, when we all blogged about Pride & Prejudice, celebrating the tenth anniversary of the release of the Firth/Ehle version. I remember wailing to the other Riskies that I was running out of ideas–one of the disadvantages of posting later in the week, of course (Megan and Amanda didn’t complain nearly as much as I did, though). I eventually hit on the idea of Who gets the happiest HEA? in which I imagined what would happen to the various couples, not just Lizzie and Darcy, after the book ends–and you all had some very creative responses.

A lot of our posts here are research-related and here’s one from December 2006–Heavenly Voices, about the fashion for castrato singers in the eighteenth- and nineteenth- centuries, and absolutely nothing to do with Christmas. There’s a link to a video of mezzo-soprano Vivica Genaux singing some of the extremely demanding and virtuosic music written for the great Farinelli and a youtube clip from the movie Farinelli. We also like to celebrate anniversaries, and I wrote about the abolitionists for the 200th anniversary (more or less) of the Slave Trade Act of March 25, 1807 in Men and Brothers–a post dear to my heart since Jane Lockwood‘s book Forbidden Shores, in stores October 2, is about abolitionists (and sex).

I also like to write about new book discoveries–I enjoyed Ian Kelly’s biograpy of the first superstar chef Antonin Careme, Cooking for Kings, which led to a discussion of food, recipes, and cooking experiments. And I blogged about Dickens’ Our Mutual Friend, a re-read for me, because I love to talk about Dickens and apparently so do a lot of other people.

And here are a couple of posts in which I let rip, sort of. If in doubt, make them laugh, so I concocted a quiz about what type of hero you are. And my final favorite in which I whine and complain and quote Orwell and D. H. Lawrence and get on my usual hobby-horses–if you’ve met me you’ll have heard all of this before–Cliches and the English Language.

So come chat or vote, and you could win a signed copy of Dedication and The Rules of Gentility.

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Sorry this is such a late blog.

What was enclosure and why was it such a big issue in the Regency? Cara’s post on the changing face of London reminded me of the great changes that took place in agriculture in our period.

If you’ve ever taken a train ride in England you may have noticed gentle swells in the land, the rig and furrows of medieval farming. (They’re easier to spot from trains than roads, I find, because you’re higher.) Generally they’re visible on pasture land, because modern ploughing will destroy them, although they could be up to three feet high. Crops grew on the rig (ridge) and the furrow provided drainage. Each rig represented one day of ploughing. Typically the land consisted of these cultivated strips, and the unplanted areas, although technically belonging to the lord or landowner, were designated common land, for the use of tenants and workers. There’s only place left in England that still has the Open Field system, the village of Laxton in Nottinghamshire, I found a picture of the Laxton fields, but it doesn’t really look like much–flat land, no hedges–more like a prairie.

The first great wave of enclosures came in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, when land was enclosed for grazing as the wool industry grew. By the Regency period, it was again big business and enclosure had a profound impact on country life. The common land was a source of fuel, grazing and foraging for animals, and even food for farmworkers. They eked out their wages, and the equally small wages women made from traditional cottage industries such as hand spinning, button- or lacemaking, and straw plaiting (for hats), with the resources of the common land. Once the land was enclosed, they lost their livelihood.

So began the migration of displaced countrydwellers to the cities, and it also explains why the servant population became dominated by women in this time period.

My question (grasping wildly at straws)–what books have you read that capture the feel of the English countryside? I recommend Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson, which is about country life in 1880s Oxfordshire. She mentions the old people of her village who remembered the land before enclosure.

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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley was born on this day in 1797, the daughter of radicals Mary Wollstonecraft and William Godwin. Well-educated and not particularly happy at home (there was some friction between Mary and her stepmother Mary Jane Clairmont), it was only natural that when a handsome young poet showed up, she’d fall in love and run off with him. Mary’s step-sister Claire Clairmont, who later had a torrid affair with Byron, accompanied them to Europe.

Shelley already had a wife, Harriet, but these were the heady days of sex, opium, and the sonata form. Godwin, his radical sexual politics put to the test, became estranged from his daughter.

In the summer of 1816, Shelley, Mary, and Byron were in Switzerland and it was there, in response to a challenge to tell the best ghost story, Mary started to write Frankenstein.

After Shelley’s death in 1822 she returned to England and supported herself as a writer until her death in 1851, penning short stories, essays, poems, and reviews, and several other novels.

I’m not doing justice at all to Mary’s adventurous, unconventional, and sad life, so I encourage you to read a book that does–Passion by Jude Morgan. It’s about the women who became entangled with Byron, Shelley, and Keats, beautifully written, and with a wonderfully strong sense of time and place. I was going to save this one for my beach reads, or best reads of 2007 blog, but it’s so good I have to tell you about it right now, and what better time than Mary’s birthday.

Have you read this book or any other book, fictional or biographical, about the Godwins, Mary, Shelley, Byron et al? Do you have any recommendations?

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Usually when I’m looking for something to blog about (if I’m not feeling in a particularly opinionated mood) I go to such sources as Chambers Book of Days (great for obscure saints and oddities) or History UK, from which I learned that yesterday was the anniversary of the Battle of Bosworth (the defeat of Richard III and the beginning of the Tudors) and today is the anniversary of the London blitz in World War II.

But this day in 1812 was the day most of the inhabitants of Washington DC fled the city. Why? The British were coming and tomorrow marks the anniversary of one of the most humiliating defeats in American history, the Battle of Bladensburg. Earlier that year America declared war on Britain, following Britain’s efforts to restrict trade with the French. Other grievances included the Brits’ high-handed press-ganging of Americans into the navy and British support for native Americans against American settlers. In August of 1812 the British landed at Baltimore and marched south toward Washington.

Dolley Madison, the first lady, was one of the panicked residents who fled the city, but she had the foresight to take with her several of the valuables from the White House, including the portrait above of George Washington.

And sure enough, the British did march on Washington after the battle the next day, meeting with very little resistance. After dining at the White House on the presidential silver and glassware, they set fire to it and to the rest of the city.


So my question to you is this: I hope you’ll never have to grab your possessions and flee your home, but if you did, what would you take with you?

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Today, August 16, is the anniversary of the Peterloo Massacre of 1816 that Diane mentioned on her Monday post, when a peaceful meeting of people seeking reform of the Parliamentary system were attacked by the military, leaving eleven dead and over five hundred wounded.

Organized by the Manchester Patriotic Union Society, a large crowd of millworkers from all over Lancashire gathered in St. Peters Field, Manchester that day–anywhere between 30,000 and 153,00, depending on which source you believe–to hear Henry “Orator” Hunt and others speak. It was apparently a glorious summer day and there was a holiday atmosphere, with people wearing their Sunday best.

Local magistrates, however, were convinced the meeting would become a riot, and had arranged for troop to stand by. They sent in the local militia, the Manchester and Salford Yeomanry, who attacked the cart that formed the speakers’ platform. The 15th Hussars were then sent in to “rescue” the Yeomanry and although at first people tried to stand their ground by linking hands, they were cut down and forced to flee–many were hurt by being trampled in the panic. The speakers and newspaper reporters were arrested and imprisoned.

The woman in the white dress on the platform is thought to be Mary Hildes, a passionate radical who formed the Manchester Female Reform Group, and was one of the main speakers at Peterloo. She was also an early proponent of birth control and when she attempted to distribute books on the subject she was accused in the local press of selling pornography. The women radicals didn’t campaign, though, for female suffrage, but supported the male radical cause. They weren’t taken seriously by the press (of course), and not even by other women. As The Times reported that day:

A group of women of Manchester, attracted by the crowd, came to the corner of the street where we had taken our post. They viewed the Oldham Female Reformers for some time with a look in which compassion and disgust was equally blended, and at last burst out into an indignant exclamation–“Go home to your families, and leave sike-like as these to your husbands and sons, who better understand them.”

Many were outraged by the massacre, including local mill owners who witnessed it. James Wroe of the Manchester Observer was probably the first to call the massacre “Peterloo,” in ironic reference to Waterloo. The government supported the action of the troops, and by the end of the year had passed the infamous Six Acts that suppressed freedom of speech and of the press and made radical gatherings illegal. There wasn’t a public enquiry into Peterloo until 1820. It wasn’t until 1832 that the Reform Bill corrected some of the worst injustices of the electoral system and in 1918 all men, and women over 30, were given the vote.

So what was the situation before 1832? About one in ten men could vote, because the right to vote was tied in to income and property and the areas represented ignored population shifts. Over sixty “Rotten Boroughs,” scarcely populated areas, or “Pocket Boroughs,” shoo-ins for local landowners were represented, but the huge industrial towns like Manchester were barely represented at all. Also voting was not done by ballot, so the few who could vote could easily be coerced or bribed. Middlemarch by George Eliot is set in this period.

We don’t often read or write about the “other side” of the Regency since so many books deal with the fluffier, lighter side of the ton, a sort of Regencyland we’ve created. Would you like to see more history or do you prefer to keep the fantasy intact?

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