Mary Wollstonecraft about 1797 by John Opie. |
A Vindication of the Rights of Woman was published on January 3, 1792 in England. It is widely regarded as the first
manifesto of women’s rights and its author, 32 year old Mary
Wollstonecraft, is now considered the godmother of feminism. She was one of the first British women
to earn “my own living by the pen,” and enjoyed contemporary fame. In her short career she published memoirs,
essays, a novel, a travelogue, and a children’s book.
But in less than five years, at the height of her
fame, she was dead. The well-meaning
publication of an “autobiography” largely penned by her widower, William
Goodwin, the freethinking philosopher and crypto anarchist,
after her death exposed her most intimate and radical opinions as
well as her—for the time—radically sexually unconventional life. Her reputation as a writer was ruined
among all but a handful of devotees and for more than a hundred years
she was held up not for her genius but as an example of a wicked
woman corrupting society.
Sound familiar?
Yup, an early Nasty Woman. The same smears affected the lives
and reputations of other daring feminists and writers with unconventional
lives—Margaret Fuller, Victoria Claflin Woodhull, Margaret
Sanger, and even poets like Edna St. Vincent Millay spring to mind.
But it all started with the woman who was also
remembered for being the mother of a daughter she hardly knew—Mary Wollstonecraft
Godwin, later Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein.
Mary was born in London on April 27, 1759 the
second of seven children in genteel and comfortable circumstances. But her improvident father slowly squandered
the family wealth in poor business schemes and seems to have taken
out their reduced circumstances on the family, often attacking Mary’s
mother. At an early age as the family moved
to ever humbler accommodation’s, Mary found herself a surrogate mother
to her siblings and a protector of her often ill mother, She would sleep outside her mother’s door to
protect her from her father’s wrath.
She was an exceptionally bright child and
excelled at what education she was able to get, reading everything she
could get her hands on. She found
refuge in two deep friendships and a surrogate family. Her first great tie was to Jane
Arden, the daughter of a self-taught philosopher and scientist who
gave lectures around Yorkshire where the Ardens lived in Beverly. Mary and Jane read together, attended
Jane’s fathers lectures and engaged in a long, somewhat passionate on
Mary’s side correspondence.
Mary's friend and crush, Fanny Blood. |
The second figure was Fanny Blood, in whom
Mary felt she had found an intellectual and emotional soul mate. After leaving home—running away really—at
the age of 16 to take a position as a lady’s companion—she moved in with
the Blood family after the situation ended disastrously. Mary was neither suitable for the role
of a glorified servant or for the restrictions put upon young women
of breeding but no income. The
experience as a companion would be the basis of her 1787 book Thoughts on the Education of Daughters.
At the Blood household Mary had access to a fine
library and stimulating conversation. She idealized the family. She and Fanny made plans to go off and
live together in a free woman’s household, dependent on no man. Mary was deeply invested in these
plans.
Mary returned home for a brief time in 1780 to nurse
her dying mother—and to try and retrieve from her father a small
inheritance she was due when she reached maturity and which he had coerced
from her. After her mother’s death
Mary and some of her sisters joined with Fanny in opening a school for the Dissenting community at Newington
Green. But Fanny allowed herself
to be courted and married. Her
husband took her to Lisbon, Portugal.
There Fanny’s health began to fail.
Mary abandoned the school, which then failed, to rush to the side of
her friend to nurse her through her last days. It was a crushing blow.
She would draw on the experience for her novel,
Mary: A Fiction in 1788.
In emotional and financial crisis, Mary
reluctantly took a job as governess to the wealthy Anglo-Irish Kingsborough
family, As she had in her previous
privet employment she found herself at odds with lady of the house. But she enjoyed the two lively girls
in her charge and they in turn were inspired that she, as one would write
later, “had freed her mind from all superstitions.” After a year she left the household vowing
never to take another such position again.
These experiences also impacted Thoughts on the Education of Daughters and became the basis for her
1788 children’s book, Original Stories
from Real Life which would be illustrated with engravings
by William Blake.
Returning to London, Mary resolved to make her
living as a writer—a virtually unheard of path for any woman. As she wrote to her sister, she was trying to
become “the first of a new genus.”
Mary's mentor and publisher Joseph Johnson. |
She had the help of a mentor. Joseph Johnson was a liberal,
even radical, publisher from the dissenting circles of Joseph
Priestly. He had expanded from
religious publishing to include scientific and philosophic work
by the likes of William Godwin, Thomas Malthus, and the American Joel
Barlow, as well as poetry by Erasmus Darwin and William
Cowper. He was also a passionate
supporter of the French Revolution.
He maintained a sort of salon called the Johnson Circle
through which Mary would meet many of these and other leading liberal figures.
It was at Johnson’s home for such a gathering in
honor of Thomas Paine that Mary first met Goodwin. They did not, at first hit it off. Goodwin was miffed by what he
considered Mary’s rude and persistent cross examination of Payne.
Johnson helped Mary secure lodgings and subsidized
her. He gave her employment and exposure
as a writer with assignments of review in his magazine the Analytical Review. In this heady atmosphere she thrived,
expanding her horizons and interests.
She studied French and German and quickly mastered both so
well that she earned additional income as a translator of literary
works.
By 1786 Johnson was publishing what proved to be a
virtual fountain of books by Wollstonecraft, who quickly earned a reputation
and a following. She had achieved her
dream of supporting herself with her pen.
Through Johnson, Mary became interested in the
French Revolution. In 1790 she published
one of the first responses to Edmund Burke’s disparagement of the
Revolution, Vindication of the Rights
of Men a full year before
Paine’s similarly titled answer.
The book was her most successful yet and made her a genuine
celebrity for the first time.
Meanwhile Mary was pursuing an ill-fated romantic
obsession, this time with a man, the married artist Henry Fuseli. She was swept up in his genius and
unleashed a torrent of letters.
Fuseli was flattered and seemed to reciprocate the advances. But when Mary proposed an ideal Platonic
relationship in which she would join Fuseli’s household as a third
member, the outraged artist broke off all contact. Mary was crushed and humiliated.
A copy of Wollstonecraft's Vindication of the Rights of Women donated to the Library of Congress and inscribed by Susan B. Anthony. |
She remained in London long enough to finish her
follow-up to the Vindication of the
Rights of Men. In A Vindication of the Rights of Woman she
broke entirely new ground. This time she
was responding to a report by Charles Maurice de Talleyrand 1791 report
to the French National Assembly, which argued that women should only
receive a domestic education. In full
outrage she set out to refute the idea and advance the status of
women to full social equality with men while maintaining distinct
roles for each. She advocated full
educational opportunities and the opening of new professional
opportunities. Ignoring, for
the most part, the lower classes, Wollstonecraft’s book was more than
anything a declaration of independence for educated, middle class women like
herself.
Despite the later myth that the book was reviled
upon publication, it was actually a huge success and was greeted
with approving reviews not only in England, but in the United States where
editions were quickly published—editions which would influence the likes
of Abigail Adams and later several female associates of the Transcendental
circles, most notably Margaret Fuller.
When the first edition rapidly sold out, Mary
re-edited a second making numerous small corrections, but also to further
sharpen her arguments. Still, she
was not entirely satisfied and planed on a second volume to expand on
her thoughts. That work, interrupted by
her soon tempestuous life, was never completed, but her last unfinished
novel, Maria: or, The Wrongs of
Woman, which was posthumously published by Goodwin in his definitive
editions of Mary’s work, is often viewed as a fictional sequel.
Wollstonecraft had fled to Paris to escape
the humiliation of her failed affair with Fuseli in 1792 as the second
edition was readied for publication. In
Paris she hoped to breathe the free air of the Revolution—and perhaps join
in its reforms. She also wanted to
work on a planned history of the Revolution. She arrived in December, just one month before
Louis XVI went to the guillotine.
Wollstonecraft gave up her virginity to American diplomat, business sharpy, and cad Gilbert Imlay. |
Those were, you should excuse the pun, heady
times, but also dangerous ones.
In the midst of the excitement swirling around her, May fell in love
again, this time with an American adventurer, unscrupulous businessman,
and diplomat Gilbert Imlay. To
this point in her life all of Wollstonecraft’s romantic attachments to both
sexes had been chaste. Indeed she
idealized Platonic love. But this
would be different. Imlay swept her off of her feet. The two were soon intimate. The thirty year old was a virgin no more.
After Britain declared war on France in 1793,
Mary was endangered as a British national. To protect her from possible arrest and
internment, Imlay registered her with the state as his wife,
although no marriage had ever occurred. Afterwards she lived and
traveled as Mrs. Imlay.
Imlay impregnated her then abandoned her.
On May 14, 1794 she gave birth in
Le Havre to her first daughter named Fanny after her old friend
and earlier object of obsession.
During her pregnancy Mary had continued to write and
completed her history of the early phases of the Revolution An Historical and Moral View of the French
Revolution, which was published in London in December 1794.
It is unclear if Mary otherwise was elated with
the birth of her child, expected or desired marriage. Imlay plainly did not. Kicking into a familiar obsessive pattern,
she deluged him with pleading, pitiful letters. Then she followed
him to London in 1795 where he again rejected her. She attempted suicide by drinking laudanum. Imlay discovered her and saved her life.
Trying to win back his approval and affection, she
volunteered to give up her writing to act as a business agent for him in
some schemes in Scandinavia. Imlay
was glad to see her far away. Taking
her infant daughter with her, Mary undertook a hazardous war time journey. She chronicled her travels and escalating
sense of betrayal in a series of letters to the uncaring Imlay, which she
later edited into a travel volume, Letters Written During a Short Residence in Sweden, Norway, and Denmark,
the last book published in her lifetime.
Back in London realizing her relationship with Imlay
was hopeless, Mary attempted suicide a second time. Leaving a long note, she jumped
into the Themes but was rescued by passersby.
Wollstonecraft finally found love and support with Dissenter, philosopher, and crypto-anarchist William Goodwin, father of her second daughter and steward of her literary memory. |
Old friends and acquaintances rallied around her,
including Goodwin. The philosopher was
soon as smitten by Mary as she had been by Imlay. When he read her Scandinavian memoir he
wrote, “If ever there was a book calculated to make a man in love with its
author, this appears to me to be the book. She speaks of her sorrows, in a way
that fills us with melancholy, and dissolves us in tenderness, at the same time
that she displays a genius which commands all our admiration.”
It took a bit of time, but Mary warmed to her
admirer and was soon completely in love herself—this time to a man
who actually cared for her. When she
became pregnant the couple decided to marry.
But the marriage revealed publicly that her claim to be
Mrs. Imlay was a sham. The more
conventional of Mary’s friends and acquaintances felt they had to
abandon her or be tainted themselves.
And many of Godwin’s admirers were shocked that the former critic of
marriage had succumbed to it.
Despite the furor the happy couple married on March
29, 1797. They settled into adjoining
houses known as The Polygon so that each could maintain separate
lives and identities in keeping with their personal philosophies. Although the saw each other daily,
they continued to communicate with letters. By all reports they were both very happy.
A daughter Mary was born on August 30. The baby was healthy. But the mother’s placenta was torn and
not completely expelled. It
became infected and after days of agony, Mary died of septicemia—then
called puerperal fever on September 10.
She was buried at, not as was widely expected, by
Dissenters, but at Old Saint Pancras Churchyard. The stone Godwin erected read, “Mary
Wollstonecraft Godwin, Author of A
Vindication of the Rights of Woman.”
Goodwin was devastated
by the loss. He spent much of the rest
of his life memorializing his dead wife.
He rushed his biography of his wife into print in January 1798. He felt it was a loving vindication of
her life and struggles. He was completely,
probably stupidly, candid. He
recounted not only her triumphs and considerable literary achievements, but
also her romances and obsessions, her black depressions, her affairs,
out of wedlock pregnancies, and her suicide attempts. Readers were shocked and repelled. Goodwin was shocked and mystified at the
storm of condemnation his book brought down on his dead wife.
A small cottage industry sprang up denouncing
Wollstonecraft. At worst she was
denounced as a slut and whore. At
best she was held up as an abject lesson of what can happen to young
girls who aspire too much and are dissatisfied with their rigidly appointed
roles in life. Poet Richard
Polwhele unleashed a long and vicious verse attack on her called The Unsex’d Females, a Poem. Several women novelists,
including at least one erstwhile friend, used her as models for tragic
characters who come to no good
end. Critics who had once hailed
her work now reviled it while social and political reactionaries
rejoiced at her downfall.
Goodwin edited her remaining manuscripts and
issued them, as well as comprehensive editions of her published work in
an attempt to revive her reputation.
While she continued to have some fans and supporters, to the general
public she remained a pariah.
Through the 19th and into the 20th
sordid life story dominated her memory.
There were a few positives. New
editions of her work continued to be re-published to a very select audience. At least one positive biography came
out to counter those that demonized her.
Poet Robert Browning composed a sympathetic verse, Wollstonecraft and Fuseli and his
wife Elizabeth Barrett Browning referred to her admiringly. George Eliot was the first to link
the lives and fates of Wollstonecraft and Margaret Fuller.
If Wollstonecraft’s reputation fell in Britain, it
plummeted in the United States, always more puritanical in matters of sex. Yet pioneering
women’s rights figure Lucretia Mott read and treasured her.
Near the turn of the 20th Century British
suffragist Millicent Fawcett issued a new edition of A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
with an admiring preface. In the
new century she was embraced by Emma Goldman on one hand and Virginia
Wolfe on the other
But full restoration of Wollstonecraft’s
reputation had to wait for the birth of second wave feminism in
the 1960’s. Six new biographies were
published by the mid ‘70’s. Her work
became a staple of the women’s studies departments being established
at major universities in this county.
After all this time, welcome back, Mary
Wollstonecraft.
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