I’m a Sucker for Victorian Novels: The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall (1848) is one of my new favorite books.  It is my first taste of Anne Brontë, and I have to say that I am hooked.  In the past year, I have read for the first time Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë and this novel, when before I had only ever read Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë because of an undergraduate reading assignment for a humanities class.  Now that I have read all of the sisters, I do not want to stop.  I can see why so many people are captured by their work.

The Brontë Sisters, by Patrick Branwell Brontë from Wikimedia Commons, public domain image restored

Wildfell Hall is an interesting frame narrative.  The principal narrator is Gilbert Markham, and he falls in love with a mysterious widow who comes to live in his town.  She has a young son, and Markham spends time watching her draw and playing with the young boy.  A friendship develops, but it is soon ruined by romantic tension and gossip.  The townspeople cannot stop talking about the solemn Mrs. Graham’s past, complete with rumors that her son is an illegitimate offspring of their own Mr. Lawrence.

Gilbert falls for these stories after witnessing Mrs. Graham’s close relationship with Lawrence.  He keeps his distance from her and even gets into a boyish physical fight with Lawrence, putting him in bed for weeks.

However, the best part of the novel follows, in which Mrs. Graham gives Markham her journal to clear up his confusion.  Those papers reveal the hell that was her marriage, and many marriages of that age, because of women’s restricted freedoms and lack of property and parental rights.

Mrs. Graham is really Mrs. Helen Huntingdon, and she’s hiding from her husband.  She married Mr. Arthur Huntingdon against her aunt’s best judgment and pays heavily for her mistake.  The chapters describing her courtship and subsequent marriage to this monster should be required reading for every young woman of dating and marrying age.  She falls into the traps that still abound today when it comes to choosing a mate.

Huntingdon proves to be a brute.  Several times in their relationship, I couldn’t help but be reminded of a rapist.  He never actually rapes her, but his language, actions, and posturing amount to that sort of control.  During their courtship, he is described as thus: “Mr. Huntingdon came suddenly upon me . . . I felt his strong arm round my waist” (140).  His attentions are not unwanted, but he’s so forceful with them.  Once they are married, he blames her for his problems and is angry with her piousness, saying: “I declare it is enough to make one jealous of one’s Maker―which is very wrong, you know; so don’t excite such wicked passions again for my soul’s sake” (167).

He’s also a raging alcoholic, and often disappears from their country home to London, spending months there with friends, gamblers, and prostitutes.  Theirs is the definition of an unhappy marriage.  Helen writes, “Arthur never will let me be satisfied with him.  I have never, for a single hour since I married him, known what it is to realize that sweet idea, ‘In quietness and confidence shall be your rest’” (216).  These uttered words evoked so much sympathy in me.  How awful it would be to have a marriage that only caused anxiety.

Helen’s papers are detailed and lengthy, making up most of the novel.  She recounts in excruciating detail a dying marriage, one that today most women would leave and feel free at doing so.  She eventually finds the courage to run after discovering her husband’s adulterous actions with a house guest, but she does so without money or the law on her side.  She must essentially flee in the cover of night, kidnapping her son and relying on the help of loyal servants and her brother to hide her.

I find it interesting that her issues are relevant today, which is perhaps what makes the Brontë sisters’ work so appealing.  They wrote about the heart of life, the difficulties of being a woman, and the complications of romance.  Nothing has apparently changed, for their stories continue to portray the same problems we now face.

Luckily, women are now free to leave bad marriages. Custody arrangements are much more favorable towards women (perhaps to a fault), and women are free to make and keep their own money.  Inheritance can be theirs, and threats, abuse, aspersions, adultery, and vile behavior do not have to be tolerated from one’s mate.

I won’t give away the ending of the novel, but it’s satisfying.  It also accomplishes being both realistic and contrived at the same time.  The moment I finished reading, I got onto my swap.com account and put all of the Brontë sisters’ work on my “want” list.  If I don’t end up swapping for them soon, I will end up buying them.

I can’t get enough, especially when compared to more modern novels.  A few weeks ago, I tried to pick up Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand by Helen Simonson, but the prose immediately fell flat and I didn’t get far.  I am not saying that it is a bad novel.  Perhaps I should have given it more of a try, but when I then turned to The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, I couldn’t put it down.  I found myself immersed in the beautiful prose, the insights on human nature, and the glimpse into a world in which women struggled to enjoy what I now enjoy.  I did not want it to end.


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  1. I am also a sucker for Victorian novels. What a remarkable period in literature. I read almost all of Trollope’s novels, if you can believe it, and most of the other major novels of the period. As you probably remember, George Eliot is my favorite author. Thanks for the fun blog. I see “news” awarded you the “Booker Award.” Well deserved. I was going to name you as well!

  2. I love Jane Eyre – it is one of my favourite novels. She is such a fantastic heroine. I haven’t read The Tenant of Wildfell Hall yet but it’s on my list. Victorian novels are fascinating, especially in their portrayal of women in those times. The female authors are incredibly strong and talented, in line with Dickens but less lauded, unfortunately – and less wordy – fortunately! Don’t get me wrong, I like Dickens, but I think his books could do with a good edit. Have you read Wild Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys? It’s the prequel to Jane Eyre and focuses on the mad ex-wife in the attic. Another cracking story, though I still think Jane Eyre beats it.

    1. I have not read Wide Sargasso Sea, but I want to. I tried to read it a few years ago before I read Jane Eyre and before I knew the context. I think this time around it will make more sense and be more enjoyable. I also like the idea of Bertha, that madwoman in the attic, having a voice and a story.

  3. I’m so glad you liked it!! It’s also one of my favorites. Helen is such a strong woman. I love that she was willing to do whatever she needed to protect her son, but because of her sympathy and graciousness, she returned to take care of Arthur when he was dying. I don’t know many women who would do that. Also, it’s ok that you put down Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand. You’re not missing much.

    1. I love Helen for that. The fact that she nurses Arthur as he is dying reminded me of author and activist Carol Lynn Pearson. I wrote about her here https://emilyjanuary.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/carol-lynn-pearson-and-me/. She nursed her ex-husband while he died of AIDS. It is a very moving ad loving story. I am not sure I would have the strength of both of these women.

      And thanks for excusing my not reading the Major Pettigrew novel. I felt a little guilty, but I just couldn’t get into it!

  4. I have yet to read Anne Bronte but I love Emily and Charlotte. I love Victorian literature too and yet it has been awhile since I have read any. I have been reading a lot of contemporary works and they have been pleasurable but it is time for a big old Victorian again. I should start with Anne. I highly recommend Charlotte’s “Villette.” I think it is even better than Jane Eyre and I love Jane Eyre. It is about Lucy, a young woman who goes to Villette, to teach in a boarding school in attempt to find self-sufficiency in a time where women had very few options. She also has a powerful attraction to another teacher but doesn’t want to give up her freedom. I really think you’d love this book. She has a much more practical mind, even if her novels are still sentimental, than Emily’s “Wuthering Heights”, the original “Fifty Shades of Gray.” The Bronte family was vastly talented in the arts and it is so sad that tragedy went hand in hand with success.

    1. Ha! The original Fifty Shades of Gray. So funny. And I am sure I would love Villette. It sounds perfect, interesting, and very Bronte. I will definitely read it! Thanks.

  5. Hi Emily! Do you have any good book tips? Right now I’m reading Huckleberry Finn, but do you have a favourite book that you would recomend?

    1. I do have a favorite books page on this blog that you can look at. But off the top of my head, one of the best I’ve ever read is Angle of Repose by Wallace Stegner. All of his work is amazing.

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