As you know, I have been working my way through Jane Austen all this long summer. Summer is going, autumn is nearly ready to turn into winter – and I am nearly finished with this journey. Elinor Dashwood, the sister with Sense, and Marianne, who is all Sensibility, are the protagonists of this novel, first published in 1811.

Sanditon was Jane Austen’s last novel – the first 11 chapters completed before her death in the summer of 1817, and the book, unfinished, bequeathed to her niece. Over a century later, Marie Dobbs, born in Australia in 1924, finished the book in the 19—-s. And I must say – she finished it with Jane’s rather wicked sense of humor, and some outright laugh out loud pages. What a treat!

It is amazing how quickly O Pie O, East Walnut Hills’ just barely a year old restaurant has become my favorite, my go to place.

Last Tuesday, Shaheen and I had dinner in between working on my computer and doing readings for each other. Then on Friday, with my Florida sister Kathleen and her significant other Rob in town, it ws again the right – comfortable, relaxed, easy – choice, after spending the day riding the streetcar and wandering Findlay Market.

Long may it reign!

I can check another of Jane Austen’s masterpieces off my list. Last night, I finished Emma, which Jane wrote and which was published in 1816, the year before she died.

It includes the dedication which is a major part of the Jane Austen mystery, Jane and the Waterloo Map, by Stephanie Barron. The dedication says: To His Royal Highness The Prince Regent, This work is, by his Royal Highness’s Permission, most respectfully dedicated, by His Royal Highness’s dutiful and obedient humble servant, The Author. No wonder the royals were so sure they were always right!

The Cincinnati Library provided this in a large type edition – it was 684 pages. And I now know probably almost all of the prevailing rules about who calls on whom, when, how and why in English manners and society in the early 1800s. Whew! I am glad life is so much simpler now. And texting doesn’t involve a lot of social rules.

Emma is a 21-year-old member of the gentry, wealthy in her own right, sweet and naive in some ways, but also quite sure she knows who belongs with whom, how things should be done, and is very willing to act on those beliefs to arrange and fix the lives of her friends. We definitely would recognize Emma today, though this book is over 200 years old. She is also living in a fairly backwater part of England, which gives her just a small segment of society to work on, and we get to know them all very well.

Needless to say, Emma is almost always, and flamingly, wrong. So there is a lot of Jane’s subtle humor in these pages. Emma is, though, very good hearted, and very smart in some ways, while also missing clues right in front of her. As well as always insisting she herself, while working to marry off friends and acquaintances, will never marry.

The book ends well, which I always appreciate. And is fairly lighted-hearted and fun. It also could have been written yesterday or tomorrow, thus demonstrating Jane’s genius and gifts. Enjoy!

So here it is, the latest Being A Jane Austen Mystery by Stephanie Barron. Jane and the Waterloo Map features one of the heroes of that battle, and the action occurs only a few months later. Her writing gets better and better, she invents interesting and challenging characters, loves quirky and impossible situations, and is not particularly worried about shedding a little blood here and there. In this case, there is also poison – the needles of the yew, which, brewed in a tea, cause paralysis and death.

Jane is not here the gadabout Londoner, but is herself injured, and is also caring for her brother, who is ill, and whose bank is in trouble. There are fewer characters and less social activity than in many of these mysteries – and so more focus on particular interactions, mostly around Carlton House, the fabulous home of His Royal Highness the Prince Regent. There are also a couple of wonderful historical painters, and Jane’s now grown up niece, Fanny, has a part to play.

Great writing, great fun, smart – but who knows when the next one will appear? Besides, Jane has only a year and half to live (the books are true to where she was and what she was up to, as the background of these mysteries), so the series is nearly done, no matter what.

P. S. If you are going to read these superlatives mysteries – start with the beginning and work your way through. They build on each other. Jane and the Unpleasantness at Scargrave Manor is the first.

This book, one of the six completed by Jane Austen, was published in 1818, after Jane’s death. It is the story of the Eliot family, much of which is not nearly as talented and smart as it thinks it is, and of what happens to gentry in that state – they lose their money, their home – but not always their status, because if they continue to say they are great, most folk seem to believe them. And those who don’t probably don’t see the point in undressing that emperor. Ah, well – that continues even today.

The only reason I bring it up is that Anne Eliot, the one member of the family not a social climber, and who actually has redeeming social value, is our heroine – and is looked down on and devalued by a fair number of her own family. She is pushed away from the love of her life, and pushed toward men who have no way to comprehend who she is, only that she will have an inheritance.

Luckily, that original love – from whom she was pushed away – is back on the scene, now rich and successful: Frederick Wentworth. Much of this book is about Jane’s views on marriage – marry only for love is her motto, and the social constrictions on women. It also has deep lessons on speaking up and out, not waiting on others; on being clear and direct as much as possible; and on having your own life, not someone else’s. Although those reading this in the 1800s may not have taken these lessons from the book.

Once Jane has the lovers back in love, she rushes on to the end – which I have noticed is a habit of hers. I would not have minded a few more long walks, more head on the shoulder time. But once Jane got them paired off, she wrapped up a few loose ends and was done. So I had to imagine the rest – which is also one of the characteristics of a great book, is it not? Aaaaaahhhhhh.

Note:
The Public Library of Cincinnati and Hamilton County has all the Jane Austen books – but most of them seem to be in large print, which makes them big, awkward and gawky. And many pages longer and heavier. Seems odd to me. But the books are terrific, and so we readers just deal with them.