3.5 stars
An informative historical work about the lives of women in England in the 17th century. Fraser, a renowned historian, has clearly read a ton of primary sources, and discusses a wide variety of topics: marriage and changes of opinion about how much consent was required from the partners; the social roles of wives and widows (wives had no rights but widows controlled their property and were under no one’s control themselves); childbirth (which became more dangerous over the course of the century, with more invasive internal examinations coupled with a lack of understanding of means of infection); the roles of women in England’s Civil War (from exciting stuff like commanding sieges or disguising themselves as men to fight, to more prosaic things like representing their families in court when assets were seized for being on the wrong side); witchcraft accusations; women’s education; the very limited possibilities for divorce but broader possibilities for separation; the careers of businesswomen, authors, midwives, actresses, and prostitutes; the roles of women in the burgeoning Quaker movement (both as supporting figures and adventurous evangelists). Fraser discusses each topic generally, but spends the bulk of her words on relevant individual mini-biographies and historical anecdotes, ranging in length from about a paragraph to a few pages.
So, definitely interesting stuff, Fraser quotes women’s writing where available, and makes clear that the lack of legal rights didn’t stop people from doing all kinds of things—though women would often apologize profusely if stepping outside their traditional sphere (for instance, by writing). There are some great stories of adventurous ladies—Quaker women becoming prisoners of conscience (17th century authorities really hated the Quakers), manor ladies rising to the occasion during the war, canny widows chasing off opportunistic suitors. Other spirited women pursued education and even took risks (including jail) to bring it to others. Meanwhile there are some unfortunate stories, such as the very young (sometimes preteen) orphaned heiresses used as pawns in other people’s financial schemes, or even outright kidnapped by men hoping to access their fortunes (though usually rescued shortly and the “marriages” annulled). It being the 17th century, there was also a lot of premature death all around, as well as terrible suffering from chronic illnesses for which the medicine of the time was ineffective.
Interestingly, while women were judged hard for writing, painting even at a semi-professional level was fine, and some women wound up holding membership in guilds or signing business contracts in their own right. And contrary to popular stereotypes, midwives don’t seem to have been a target of witchcraft accusations (generally directed at those who were indigent, elderly, and possibly mentally ill), but instead were involved in the investigations through searching for “witch’s marks.” And I’ve now learned where the stereotype of actress as prostitute came from: when women were allowed to take to the stage during the Restoration, aristocratic men were so hot for them that a career or at least a stint as an actress became a great avenue to a life as a wealthy man’s mistress for those who might otherwise have been destitute. Playwrights even wrote in roles that showed off the actresses’ bodies to help this along.
For some reason my favorite of the bunch is the kooky fortune-teller, Lady Eleanor Davies, who appears several times and whose distress at the “dead bodies” of her burned books is palpable even today! But, lots of great stories in here, including some very impressive women.
Unsurprisingly, though somewhat contrary to its marketing, the book is heavily tilted toward the aristocracy; I think Fraser tries her best to be inclusive but struggles with the available sources. She also assumes a pretty solid understanding of the outlines of 17th century English history. She does reach beyond the obvious stories, mentioning royals, famous mistresses, Aphra Behn, etc., only in passing, while focusing on the stories of people who—although generally privileged—even those relatively familiar with the period are unlikely to know.
Despite all the praise, for some reason I didn’t actually enjoy reading this book very much. Perhaps it’s that the mini-biography format, with the book consisting mostly of relatively short individual accounts, doesn’t work very well for me. Maybe it was a little dry. Or maybe it was a case of reading a book at the wrong time, or the fact that I was reading an old edition with a dust-gathering cover and deckle-edged pages. However, as a well-researched, well-written and enlightening account, I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend it to anyone interested in this slice of history.