Thursday, 23 April 2015

'A Novelist' - Anthony Trollope caricatured in Vanity Fair magazine

Spy cartoon of the novelist, 5 April 1873

'Mr Trollope is a student and delineator of costume rather than humanity. He does not, as George Eliot does, pry into the great problems of life, or attempt to show the mournful irony of fate. He is not a deep thinker, but he is an acute observer, and with the knack of divining what most impresses the commonplace people who most delight in novels. He is a correct painter of the small things of our small modern English life so far as it presents itself to the eye – deeper than this he does not go. Good natured and genial as becomes a successful man, his manners are a little rough, as is his voice. For many years he has amused readers without ever shocking them.'

Malcolm Johnson writes:

Jehu Junior obviously did not care for Trollope. Usually he snipes, but here heavy artillery is used. He would be surprised that his novels are still popular and some have been filmed. Spy’s cartoon is also less than flattering, with the thumb held erect whilst smoking and his coat buttoned once and then parting over a small but comfortable corporation. Whilst walking with the novelist on St George’s Hill near Walton, Ward tells us that Trollope ‘admired the scenery and I noted the beauties of Nature in another way committing those mental reservations to my mental notebook, and came home to what fun I could get out of them’. When the caricature appeared, Trollope was furious and Ward received a ‘stiff letter’ from his publisher who had introduced him.

Money, or rather the lack of it, played a large part in Trollope’s early life although he did attend Harrow and Winchester. In 1834 aged 19, he received an offer of a clerkship in the General Post Office but he acquired a reputation for unpunctuality and insubordination. A debt of £12 to a tailor fell into the hands of a moneylender and grew to over £200; the lender regularly visited him at his office to demand payments.

Trollope hated his work, but saw no alternatives and lived in constant fear of dismissal.

Fortunately he was able to secure a job as a postal surveyor’s clerk in central Ireland. His salary and travel allowance went much farther in Ireland than they had in London, and he found himself enjoying a measure of prosperity. In 1844 he married Rose Heseltine, the daughter of a Rotherham bank manager.

Trollope began writing on the numerous long train trips around Ireland he had to take to carry out his postal duties. Setting very firm goals about how much he would write each day, he eventually became one of the most prolific writers of all time. In 1851, Trollope was sent to England, charged with investigating and reorganizing rural mail delivery in a portion of the country. The two-year mission took him over much of Great Britain, often on horseback. And when he visited Salisbury Cathedral he conceived the plot of The Warden.

In 1859, he obtained a position in the Post Office as Surveyor to the Eastern District, and moved to Waltham Cross. In 1867, he resigned his position at the Post Office, and concentrated solely on his writing.

Trollope is first and foremost a novelist who thrives on characterization. His cast of characters places clergy in their natural habitat from the bishop (and Mrs Proudie) in the Palace to Mr Quiverful in his hamlet. His stories were often close to reality.

He increasingly moved towards the kind of liberalism in religion that Newman and Keble so hated. His acceptance of the Church of England as a comfortably irrational institution is reflected in his novels and their characters, such as Mrs Proudie, Mr Slope and Archdeacon Grantley.

Anthony did not believe in the literal resurrection of the body; in 1874, eight years before his death, he was, with Millais, one of the sixteen founders of the Cremation Society. It was to be another ten years before cremation was legalised so he was buried at Kensal Green.


This is an extract from Victorian Worthies: Vanity Fair’s Leaders of Church and State by Malcolm Johnson, available in hardback from www.dltbooks.com and all good bookstores.

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