Commonplace
78 George & His Leap From Mrs Coward to Mrs Frederic Harrison. PART ONE
Hare as token of Love? |
There had been talk of the Cowards
leaving the Oakley Crescent house in the summer of 1884 (possibly because their
lease was up?) and so George knew he was going to have to move home. But, he
actually left in the May, a few months before the Cowards intended to go. Why
did he flit? He gives the rather weak excuse that he had grown too comfortable
in the Cowards' home, to the detriment of his work, but were there deeper, darker currents flowing? We can assume George wasn't the only tenant Mrs Coward catered to, and, besides, he had the competition of the Cowards' children to soak up Annie's time, so maybe whatever benefits he received were rationed out on a strict basis of how easy his needs fitted in with her busy schedule. Perhaps he felt neglected, with Marianne aka Nell in Brixton and Annie too busy to cater to his particular, peculiar needs.
In June 1884, wrote to Frederic
Harrison to thank him for his pay cheque, but also to smooth the way over Mr
and Mrs Harrison's reading of the newly published 'The Unclassed' which shocked and (possibly) offended them.
And, as Harrison was his employer (as tutor to their children) there was every
chance his livelihood was at stake, so he needed to do some emotional
manipulation to win the precious dose of 'sympathy' he so desperately needed and save his metaphorical (and literal!) bacon.
William Morris fabric |
I must do more
than merely acknowledge this cheque. I must ask you to let me try & express
something of the gratitude I feel for your persistent kindness, - kindness
holding on in spite of everything. I came away to-day feeling very miserable:
it all looks so like wanton disregard of your feelings & opinion. Yet in
every deed I am open to no such charge. No one ever did me such kindness as you
have repeatedly, nor in all likelihood will anyone again; & I feel that
more strongly to-day than ever. It is simply my fate to outrage those whom I
most respect & would most gladly please. It must be hard for you to believe
in my sincerity...I write these social passages in a fury; but I scribbled in precisely the same temper when I was ten years old... If only I could hear someone speak a word for a tendency which is an instinct in me.
What on earth was he writing about when he was aged ten that merited fury?? Nothing - it just sounds good when you are trying to worm yourself out of a hole, and, as with 'fate' in these early days of psycho-babble, it was easy to blame defects on heritage and not own them as free will gone awry.
What on earth was he writing about when he was aged ten that merited fury?? Nothing - it just sounds good when you are trying to worm yourself out of a hole, and, as with 'fate' in these early days of psycho-babble, it was easy to blame defects on heritage and not own them as free will gone awry.
Rabbits by Johann George Seitz 1870 |
Feeding White Rabbits by Frederick Morgan c 1904 |
It must be remembered George claimed he was not on good terms with his own mother when Mrs Harrison hove into view, and so he would have responded to her as a child does to a mother - because his own was absent. He may have been an adult professional employee when he was teaching, but in social 'family' time such as meals, he would have 'transacted' as a child. This is a normal piece of intergenerational behaviour between older women and younger men, but might have been of particular significance to George as he was a needy boy his whole life long, one who relied on women to fulfil all manner of roles including completing the useful tasks he set them, plus his emotional wants. In fact, in the social time he spent with the Harrisons, he might well have unconsciously taken on the role of Number One Son - the same place he enjoyed in his own family, now sadly denied him as he had shattered the hopes of the Gissings towards a 'normal' family life with his aberrant behaviour at Owens College. This might explain why the Harrison boys considered George to be great fun as a tutor, and why he was happy to supervise them and entertain them when he joined the Harrisons for holidays.
Madonna With White Rabbit by Titian c 1530 |
Poor poorly George lays it on with a trowel here in this letter - skillfully bidding to deflect any negative views she might have based on her reading of 'The Unclassed', which he knew was not her cup of tea. Focusing on the hard work of his day job (implying it was her fault, she employed him!), leaving him no energy and time for decent work (again, her fault, she employed him!), not saving him from being alone with his ordeal (her fault again for not anticipating his needs) or supplying tender unconditional loving care (her fault for not spontaneously mothering him properly) then leaving him to wither way almost to nothing (her fault for not rushing round with a sympathetic bosom on which to rest his weary head), all alone in a grotty room with no-one to notice him ailing - that nice Mrs Coward wouldn't have let that happen! O, the monstrous iniquity of it! Forced to fend for himself, it was a miracle he survived - no thanks to HER, that heartless mother-figure of a woman: Bad Ethel Harrison. He writes:
Young Hare by Albrecht Durer 1505 |
This is so rammed full of clever little barbs to hook her in - his health; his lonely life; his lack of tender loving care; his commitment to his Art; his continuing need for sympathy; his symptoms of syphilis - for which he is taking quinine. Of course, this last one would probably have been a mystery to George - by 1884, his disease would have been latent, but the physical afflictions it caused would have been emerging. In Commonplace 64, we covered the time George suffered his attack of paresis when in Cotrone and was treated by Dr Sculco - with the quinine powders George habitually carried. Quinine we know as an anti-malarial, but in the days before the full nature of syphilis had been established it was used for the more systemic conditions that were syphilitic in origin, when mercury was contraindicated. In George's day, there was no cure for syphilis, and the treatment of it was largely based on empirical observation by practitioners who had gained experience of the disease 'in the field'. With the dispersal of armed service personnel throughout the British Empire, much of this knowledge was gained in places where quinine was used to treat many fevers and acute conditions. By the 1920s, quinine treatment for syphilis was mainstream click and was said by some to be more effective than Salvarsan (the so-called 'magic bullet'). It remained the drug of choice for some practitioners up until the development of antibiotic therapy. One of its benefits was the relative lack of visible effects - no smell, no unsightly staining of the skin or 'fauces' click and kind to the 'economy' of the bodily system. It was also less toxic and caused far less permanent damage to the nervous system. Notice here George is not claiming to be treating malaria - hardly, as he is living in north London! - so the quinine was being used for another ailment - something he feared might be serious.
Venus and Mars by Piero di Cosimo 1515 |
Of course all
this only means that the conditions of my life are preposterous. There is only
one consolation, that, if I live through it, I shall have materials for darker
& stronger work than any our time has seen. If I can hold out till I have
written some three or four more books, I shall at all events have the
satisfaction of knowing that I have left something too individual in tone to be
neglected. What was the nature of this 'darker and stronger material'? His disease process is clearly not phthisis (he wouldn't be taking quinine for that) - he mentions no pulmonary concerns whatsoever. He is 27 years
old - so something already known to be progressively debilitating and degenerative is troubling him, otherwise he wouldn't allude to it being potentially likely to cut short his
life and his life's work. There really is only one possible diagnosis - given his
history. Unless, of course, it was all a mighty scam to gain Mrs Harrison's affections.
JOIN ME IN PART TWO TO SEE HOW MRS HARRISON MADE USE OF GEORGE!
JOIN ME IN PART TWO TO SEE HOW MRS HARRISON MADE USE OF GEORGE!
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