Ah, Justine.
On Litsy we were comparing Wharton to Willa Cather, because the same group read Cather previously. They are such different writers. Wharton was born into the New York City leisure class, whereas Willa Cather grew up in Nebraska, was educated in Lincoln before coming to New York City to write. They both overlapped as New York City writers in the early 1900's, before Wharton left for France permanently around 1911, and both were deeply influenced by Henry James (Wharton was a personal friend of his.). Of course, Wharton wrote of her own class, critically, making her a very jaded writer, even if sharp and elegant. Cather began by writing about this leisure class too, before exploring her own roots, and even turning spiritual in her own way. I told the group I see Wharton as insistent, needing to convince (us, the reader, and also the world). Whereas I see Cather accepting that you, reader, are probably never going to change and see it her way.
Justine. Justine is the most Wharton-like character I've come across in her books. She was born in the leisure class, but she works for a living. She's a nurse, self-sufficient, and not married, and not in any rush to get married although she's looking around. She's practical, sharp, well read, philosophical, and an independent thinker in every way. The odd structure of this book puts her in the opening seen, caring for a patient, and then leaves her mostly alone, a secondary character, for a long time, before putting her out in front again, in all her wit and flaws.
Our nurse is taking care of a mangled factory worker and the novel begins with a look at the abuse of factory labor for profit, almost an exposé. But it turns to the owners of these factories, the leisure class. And Wharton studies them, putting a widow in an accidental ownership role she's completely unsuited to, letting things play out. She studies all her characters, but especially looks into these different women and their contradictory expectations. Our widow, Bessy: "Isn't she one of the most harrowing victims of the plan of bringing up our girls in the double bondage of expediency and unreality, corrupting their bodies with luxury and their brains with sentiment, and leaving them to reconcile the two as best they can, or lose their souls in the attempt."
The novel never solves the paternalistic perspectives on the factory workers, ever viewed as "these dim creatures of the underworld," but it does work on marriage, ethics, and the conflicts of idealism and practical reality. Her study of marriage is quite magnificent, capturing that bewildering unintended failure to communicate. The novel is all over in several interesting places. As I put it in Litsy, it‘s not just how many different unexpected turns this novel‘s focus takes, but how thought provoking each is. It led to a lot of discussion.
It's a difficult book to review. A plot summary is really difficult as the plot is just complicated, and it's nearly impossible to avoid spoilers. But there is a lot of good stuff in this rather obscure book. It's a bit long (although the 600-pages editions are really misleading. It's not _that_ long. I read this in less time than I read The House of Mirth), so recommended to the curious and committed.
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10. The Fruit of the Tree by Edith Wharton
published: 1907
format: Kindle Public Domain ebook, I'm calling it 400 pages
acquired: November, read: Feb 6 – Mar 17, time reading: 15:13, 2.3 mpp
rating: 4½
genre/style: novel theme Wharton
locations: New York City and a fictional factory town in Massachusetts
about the author: about the author: 1862-1937. Born Edith Newbold Jones on West 23rd Street, New York City. Relocated permanently to France after 1911.