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Dinah Maria Craik (born Dinah Maria Mulock, also often credited as Miss Mulock or Mrs. Craik) was an English novelist and poet. She was born at Stoke-on-Trent and brought up in Newcastle-under-Lyme, Staffordshire.
After the death of her mother in 1845, Dinah Maria Mulock settled in London about 1846. She was determined to obtain a livelihood by her pen, and, beginning with fiction for children, advanced steadily until placed in the front rank of the women novelists of her day. She is best known for the novel John Halifax, Gentleman (1856). She followed this with A Life for a Life (1859), which she considered to be the best of her novels, and several other works. She also published some poetry, narratives of tours in Ireland and Cornwall, and A Woman's Thoughts about Women (1858).
She married George Lillie Craik a partner with Alexander Macmillan in the publishing house of Macmillan & Company, and nephew of George Lillie Craik, in 1864. They adopted a foundling baby girl, Dorothy, in 1869.
At Shortlands, near Bromley, Kent, while in a period of preparation for Dorothy's wedding, she died of heart failure on 12 October 1887, aged 61. Her last words were reported to have been: "Oh, if I could live four weeks longer! but no matter, no matter!" Her final book, An Unknown Country, was published by Macmillan in 1887, the year of her death.
this was actually pretty good like i was invested and i found it more accessible in its language however i am docking a star bc zillah and sutherland just had to get married in the last like three pages r u shitting me… why couldn’t they live together as a happy found family what’s wrong with that
Craik’s take on Anglo-Indian women in the Victorian era is almost unique. This writer should be better known. The editor provides interesting context about the Empire and changing attitudes towards “race” as the Raj took hold.
This was quite possibly the weirdest reading experience I’ve ever had. Because it’s not a very common story, this edition of ‘The Half-Caste’ which was the only one I could get was scanned ‘using character recognition software that includes an automated spell check. Our software is 99% accurate”. When they say 99%, they really mean it - there’s a weird typo every 100 letters or so, such as “youttg” instead of “young”.
That was weird enough, combined with the newspaper style printing of columns that meant it took about 4 minutes to read one page, but whereas I thought the whole book was ‘The Half-Caste’, it actually randomly transitioned into a completely different story by a different author with no warning whatsoever - it took me shamefully long to realise that I was now reading about a Scottish family in Cambridge.
Aside from this strange reading experience, the text feels very flawed. In comparison with ‘The Octoroon’, which did have quite a lot of radical, important messages for the 19th Century, this is just saying ‘yes people who aren’t white are inferior, but let’s at least be nice to them because they’re so unintelligent’. Very little redeeming qualities, and it also had the description ‘the stupidity of an ultra-stupid child’. The ending is meant to be happy when in reality it’s a man who fetishises half-white half-indian girls; ‘The Half-Caste’ really shouldn’t be read by anyone (and especially not my edition).
A short novella about a mixed-race woman, this book was considered "progressive" for its time. It's pretty racist to read through, as many books from that time period are. I read it for a class but did not enjoy it. The narrator is a too-stupid-to-be-real character. She is constantly surprised by things that are blatantly obvious.
3.5* Interesting plot, but it would have been more enjoyable if it has been further developed. As it was, the plot was rushed and characters were flat.
Clever writing. It is politically aware and has good faith on matters such as gender inequality and racism. Sadly the plot and characters are quite uninteresting