Breaking the usual procedure of this blog, I'm going to cover three related moments in the first three New Ages of the year: the jumbled, confusing publication of the beginning of "Feminine Fables," a serial story by Beatrice Hastings/Alice Morning that began in the Jan 6 issue, and continues in the Jan 13 and further issues. This is the text that Hastings later blames for breaking her relationship with The New Age.
The jumble: Orage and company accidentally printed the second chapter on the sixth, and the first on the 13th. This is sort of a shame, because I thought the first story was a cool stand-alone satirical tale about a witch transforming an evil spirit into a contemporary woman. The hilarious central trope is the spirit asking the witch for various kinds of beauty that would involve physical transformation her her part, and the witch's squirming that these kinds of transformations are beyond her power. Unfortunately for the witch, the spirit has clippings from the newspapers advertising cosmetics able to effect each of the transformations she desires. This leads the witch to cave in, and she actually pulls it off.
Because of the mixup, we get the reasons for the spirit's presence in the witch's hut on the 13th. The spirit is a Peri, one who has accidentally been locked out of paradise, and who decides to go live among humans instead of dealing with the shame of the situation.
Here's how the story is reported in Hastings' memoir, The Old New Age:
"Towards the end of 1915, I had profoundly sensed the war-weariness that might have induced the people to accept any honourable offer of peace. I ceased my weekly "Impressions of Paris", and led away from the pall of inertia; (that soon was converted into ignoble rage by powerful schemers) all around us in a series of lightly satirical tales about an independent Peri, making her deal with various situations where prejudice chains us down when we want to get up. The unstated moral was to "cut through". According to Orage, these tales infuriated people. People were suffering, and there was I writing witty nonsense... Letter after letter complained of my indifference to the public misery... I was seriously damaging the paper... I now regarded the readers as a kind of treacherous, ungrateful, idiotic herd of swine." (24-25)
By January 20th, there are already signs of the problem: Hastings/Morning writes incredulously, "why do you harbour serpents of readers who write and ask me where is the moral of the fable?"
She continues with a self-destructive self-defense (characteristically!), writing that the stories are more a way to keep herself from pining away, that they should be labeled "for women only" (a reference to Orage's own "Tales for Men Only."
What fascinates me is this: In The Old New Age Hastings writes that the whole fury of the readers is "according to Orage." There's doubt. I also doubt: Orage hasn't printed any of these alleged angry letters yet, and there simply is not enough in the stories themselves to justify outrage. Also, Hastings has done this before both in Impressions of Paris and in the stories about/by Anastasia Edwardes (which I tentatively attribute to Hastings). I'll continue to monitor the situation.
One Quick Note:
Jan 13 has an article by TNA's soldier correspondent North Staffs, advocating that literary men should enlist, and explicitly calling out Clive Bell (Virginia Woolf's pacifist brother in law) as someone who ought to enlist, calling him "a contemptible ass." It gets even more intense.
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