The Home-Maker by Dorothy Canfield Fisher is a stunning book, almost literally. It left me reeling for days after I finished reading it, playing over scenes in my head, wondering about the consequences of certain actions, still caring so much for the Knapp family whose lives the book chronicles. It took such a short time to read – I picked it up at lunch one day and was done well before dinner – but it has stayed with me. It’s been more than a month since I read it but, sitting down to write this review, it has been so present in my mind that it seems like I put it down only a few days ago.
Published in 1924, the book opens by introducing us to the five quietly miserable members of the Knapp family. Father Lester works unhappily in the accounts department at the local department store, daughter Helen timidly fades into the background, eldest son Henry suffers through frequent and painful bouts of illness, and youngest son Stephen lashes out angrily at everyone around him. And bright, determined mother Eva, considered the perfect wife and mother by all her acquaintances for the efficiency and style with which she performs her domestic tasks, finds her roles as mother and housekeeper anything but fulfilling. She sets extremely high standards for herself, which none of her family can live up to:
What was her life? A hateful round of housework, which, hurry as she might, was never done. How she loathed housework! The sight of a dishpan full of dishes made her feel like screaming out. And what else did she have? Loneliness; never-ending monotony; blank, grey days, one after another, full of drudgery. No rest from the constant friction over the children’s carelessness and forgetfulness and childishness! How she hated childishness! And she must try to endure it patiently or at least with the appearance of patience. Sometimes, in black moments like this, it seemed to her that she had such strange children, not like other people’s, easy to understand and manage, strong, normal children.
When Lester loses his job and, after an accident, finds himself disabled and house-bound, the traditional gender roles are reversed: Eva must go out and find a way to support the family while Lester takes control of the house and the children. It turns out to be the most wonderful change of circumstances for all involved.
Eva finds work at the store where Lester had been employed, arriving to answer the prayers of the energetic new owner. Eva is just the kind of capable, determined, intelligent, sympathetic, and mature woman he’d been looking for, someone who will set the right tone in the store and be both trusted and respected by customers. And Eva, stifled for years by hated housework, blossoms in her new work, so excited and energized by everything she is learning and doing. She finally has something to feel passionate about and the change in her is extraordinary. Eva blossoms at works, turning into an excited, happy, and generous woman, who brings that enthusiasm and joy home with her each night. Lester is pleased to see the change in her but can’t help but feeling responsible for her earlier unhappiness when confined at home with the children:
His heart ached with remorse as he thought of the life to which he had condemned her. Why, like Stephen, she had been buried alive in a shaft deep under the earth, and she had not even had Stephen’s poor passionate outlet of misdirected fury. What she thought was her duty had held her bound fast in a death-like silence and passivity. He remembered the sombre, taciturn, self-contained woman who had sat opposite him, year after year, at the supper-table. Could that be the same Eva who now, evening after evening, made them all gay with her accounts of the humours of her profession; who could take off a fussy customer so to the life that even Stephen laughed; who could talk with such inspired animation of the variations of fashion that even he listened, deadly ad was his hatred for fashion and all that it stood for! He had never even suspected that Eva had this jolly sense of humour! Could it be the same Eva who so briskly dealt the cards around every evening and took up her hand with such interest?
Meanwhile, at home Eva’s rigid standard of housekeeping has been considerably relaxed and everyone is happier for it. Lester, getting around in a wheelchair, is able to give his children the attention and affection that Eva, with all her practical concern for their physical needs, never managed to provide. He responds to Stephen’s wildness with patience and respect, discovers how much Henry needs a companion (and provides him with one in the welcome form of a puppy), and forms a very close bond with his daughter Helen, an intelligent, sensitive child so like her father. The children, in their turn, develop wonderfully: Stephen learns to trust and love, losing his terrifying anger, Henry throws off his nervous ailments and become a healthy, normal boy, and Helen gains much needed confidence in herself and her intelligence. Lester loves his new role as home-maker just as much as he despised his clerical duties at the store, enjoying all the time he has now to think and to read and, most importantly, to help and watch his children develop. For the first time, the entire family is happy.
But then everyone starts to think about what will happen if Lester gets better. When it was necessary, friend and neighbours could understand why Eva had to work and Lester stay home. But what would they think if Eva and Lester chose those roles once he was recovered? The whole family, without ever openly talking about it, is horrified by the idea of things going back to the miserable way they were, with everyone ill and stressed all of the time. But what other options are there? Lester knows his family would become a public joke if he was known to prefer home-making to supporting his family with a miserably-earned salary. He could bear the gossip and ridicule but knows how difficult it would be for Eva and the children. For Lester, the realization of how little ‘women’s work’ is valued, when to him the raising of children seems like the most important work that can be done, is a shocking revelation:
Why the fanatic feminists were right, after all. Under its greasy camouflage of chivalry, society is really based on a contempt for women’s work in the home. The only women who were paid, either in human respect or in money, were women who gave up their traditional job of creating harmony out of human relationships and did something really useful, bought or sold or created material objects. As for any man’s giving his personality to the woman’s work of trying to draw out of children the best there might be in them…fiddling foolishness! Leave it to the squaws! He was sure that he was the only man who had ever conceived even the possibility of such a lapse from virile self-respect as to do what all women are supposed to do. He knew well enough that other men would feel for such a conception on his part a stupefaction only equalled by their red-blooded scorn.
The ending, after much anxiety and very interesting discussions on gender roles, personal fulfilment and the concept of face, is very satisfying (if morally dubious).
As soon as I finished The Home-Maker, I immediately wanted to pass it on to both my mother and father. Eva reminds me so much of my mother. At times it was eerie, especially as I finished the last page and my mother burst into the house, bubbling over with excitement and new ideas after having spent the day in meetings. No imagination is necessary to picture Eva’s enthusiastic dinner-time descriptions of her busy day as they’ve been a constant feature at home all my life.
Equally, my father has a lot of Lester in him. He has always been the parent I’m most likely to confide in and is certainly the only one ever to be found willingly cooking. I found the relationship between Helen and Lester particularly touching because, right down to testing new recipes alongside one another in the kitchen, it reminded me so much of how I was with my father at that age:
She came to feel that talking to Father, when they were alone together, was almost like thinking aloud, only better, because there was somebody to help you figure things out when you got yourself all balled up. Before this Helen had spent a great deal of time trying to figure things out by herself, and getting to tangled that she didn’t know where she had begun nor how to stop the wild whirl racing around in her head. But now, with Father to hang on to, she could unravel those twisted skeins of thought and wind them into balls where she could get at them.
The genius of The Home-Maker, aside from being so well and simply told, is how sympathetically all the characters are portrayed. I cared as much for Lester’s happiness as I did for Eva’s, able to sympathize both with his love of domestic duties and her enthusiasm for the variety and challenges presented at the store. This balanced approach makes it an amazingly powerful and thoughtful book. I finally now understand why Nicola was so eager to get it back in print and why so many readers name it as their favourite Persephone title; it is certainly in my top five.
Claire,
I am curious how you pick your reading material. I enjoy your posts and you have a beautiful way with words. Can you possibly talk about your selection process in a future post?
Thank you.
Warm regards,
Susan
Hi Susan, I’m not sure if I’ll ever get around to doing a full post on my book selection process but my Library Loot posts offer a lot of information in that direction. Most of what I read comes from the library and I do try and explain why I’ve picked something up and, if applicable, who recommended it. There are certain publishers (like Persephone) who I will read anything from, favourite authors who I never tire of reading, and favourite topics that I cannot get enough about (gardening, food and travel memoirs, WWII Europe, Czech Republic). Otherwise, I take note when another blogger has mentioned something that sounds interesting and I do a lot of browsing.
Hope that goes some way to answering your question!
Great review. I’ve had this one on my wish list for a while.
Thanks Susan. It is a really fantastic novel and I would encourage you to push it up your list. I know I’ll be rereading it for years to come.
Oh, this sounds like a book I would enjoy as much as you have, Claire, and you have written such a lovely review.
I picked up a lovely, old, hardbound edition with a dustcover a few months back of a children’s book, Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield. Do you know if it is the same author?
Penny, I really do think you would enjoy it as much as I have! I hope you get a chance to read it soon.
I remember reading about this one when I first discovered Persephone, and then I lost track of it – thank you for reminding me!
It’s wonderful, Lisa! I hope you don’t lose track of it again but find a chance to read it!
Yes, LifeontheCuff, it is the same Dorothy Canfield . As I recall, she wrote several books for children and Understood Betsy was very popular.
Everyone should run out and read The Homemaker. It is every bit as good as Claire describes.
Thanks, Ellen. I can only add my voice to yours in urging everyone else to try this book!
This is my all time favourite Persephone. I have not read it for a year, so now I want to read it again. Here is the link, sorry rather a long one, to my thoughts on this wonderful book
http://randomjottings.typepad.com/random_jottings_of_an_ope/2010/05/as-we-allpersephone-books-was—founded-for-the-purpose-of-republishing-new-and-rediscovered-20th—century-fiction-and-no.html
Elaine, I can so easily see why it’s your favourite. For now, I still consider Hostages to Fortune my number one Persephone but, after a few rereads, I could see this taking top spot.
I loved this book, when I brought it from Persephone, definitely in my top 5 favourites of their publications, along with Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day and the two Miss Buncle titles.
Life on the Cutoff, yes “Understood Betsy” is also by Dorothy Canfield Fisher, so my copies of those live next to each other.
Glad to hear from someone else who loves it, Geraldine! I think from now on, when I’m trying to convince friends of the general wonderfulness of Persephone Books, this will be the title I press on them first.
Ellen B and Geraldine, thank you for confirming that it is the same author. I see I have much reading to do with the author. Thanks.
To the wish-list it goes. I wonder how the book was received at the time…
Dear Claire – a forgotten Visa receipt fluttered out out of the book, dated 2004. It surfaced over the weekend, and by last night I’d finished it. It’s every bit as wonderful as you say, and remarkable considering when it was written. Definitely a story which will stay in my head. My idea of bliss would be all the Persephone titles; they can be so thought-provoking!
I am so pleased to hear that you loved this too, Ziggy, and that you are another Persephone-lover! I was just reading Princes in the Land last week and thinking how, even when I don’t adore a Persephone book, I still get a lot of pleasure out of thinking about them and the issues they raise. And that is part of why they make such excellent discussion pieces for book bloggers!
I am looking for a good book for my book club in May. The Home-Maker seems like just the book I am looking for. Do you have any questions that would help stimulate discussion on the book? If anyone does, could you email them to alinepearson@live.com
Aline, I think this would be a great book to read with your book club! As for questions, there were a couple suggested in the Persephone Forum write-up a few years ago. That said, this is one of those books that I can’t imagine people not having lots to say about after they finish it!
It’s been a year since I have read this book and I still think about it. It’s the only book that has made me cry. Definitely my favorite Persephone so far.
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