I’m not sure how rational or coherent I can be when discussing Women of the Raj by Margaret MacMillan. Simply put, I loved it. I was a fan of MacMillan’s beforehand (she is one of my favourite Canadian writers) and I’ve always been fascinated by British India, so when the two are combined…well, it makes for a truly excellent reading experience. This was one of those books that I didn’t want to put down but which, at the same time, I didn’t ever want to finish. My father, who was rather bored at the time I was reading this and was therefore a perfect victim for long, rambling conversations, was treated to daily recaps of what I had learned, down to the smallest detail and together we mused over the inconvenience of cobras dwelling in ones ceilings. When you have a book you’re so excited about it’s wonderful to be able to gush about it to someone. Blogging is all well and good, but nothing beats a conversation.
MacMillan has arranged the book perfectly. Each chapter deals with a particular theme (“Voyage Out”, “Women in Danger”, “On Holiday”, to name a few) but she is also telling a history, mostly working chronologically though each section makes allusions to events throughout the history of the Raj. MacMillan writes clearly and engagingly, as those familiar with Paris 1919 or Nixon in China will know, drawing on interviews, memoirs, and letters to paint a vivid picture of the life these women lived so far from Home. MacMillan truly writes accessible history: you don’t need any great background knowledge in order to enjoy Women of the Raj. Events of historical importance, such as the 1857 mutiny, are explained simply and briefly, giving the reader the necessary context but not bogging him/her down with superfluous details. As much as I appreciated what MacMillan was doing for her readers with these explanations, I did at times become frustrated, wishing that space hadn’t been taken up discussing ballroom etiquette (such as how many dances a girl could have with one man without causing too much talk) but I also recognize that much of my reading covers this period, both in India and Europe, and my knowledge base is therefore greater than the average reader’s when it comes to such details.
India during the time of the Raj had much stricter social rules governing the small ex-pat community compared with England (‘Home’) during the same period. Rules are always meant to create order in any civilization but in a country where you’re vastly outnumbered by those you rule and are not just civil servants, soldiers, and businessmen but representatives of Empire, such rules are doubly important. The first and foremost obligation of the British in India was “loyalty to the community.” It was a responsibility most took very seriously, believing “that the fate of their rule in India – the Raj – rested on the solidarity and will of that tiny elite” (p. 8). ‘Going native’ was to be avoided at all costs and so the exiles did their best to keep their homes, their institutions, and themselves as British as possible:
Their wanderings made the British all the more conscious of the need to stick together…Sociability was part of belonging to the ruling race. The British felt that any weakening of the team spirit would lead to a weakening of the Raj itself, and so they clung to each other with determination. (P. 45)
But, try as they may to keep the spirit of Home alive in this foreign environment, the Raj was always an “incomplete society” (p. 46). It was, with a few exceptions, a solidly middle-class society: men went to India to make their fortunes. The poor had no means of getting to India and would have found no suitable employment in the exile community once landed. While at Home they might act as servants, native labour was so cheap in India that it was possible, and indeed, given the conditions, necessary, to keep double the number of servants one might have had at Home. The wealthy upper classes had no need of the small fortunes that could be made in the Indian Civil Service (in the ex-pat’s rigid society rankings, those holding the top posts in the ICS were considered the elite) or as plantation owners. A second son might be posted out to India briefly with his regiment but, for the most part, the exile community was staunchly middle class and middle class morality reigned supreme. As Lord Lytton remarked during a visit in the late 1870s, “I wish I could report that our Empire is as well defended as our piety” (p. 197).
But there was something else missing from India, as from the rich and the poor. It was not just a middle class but also a middle aged society:
It had few old people because its members came to India to work and retired back to Britain. It had young children but those in their teens were usually off in schools at Home. The result, in the words of an old civil servant, was ‘a hard, practical, rather uniform society, uninspired by the imagination of youth nor softened by the sentiment of old age. (P. 46)
It’s difficult to imagine how surreal that must have been. I posted a passage last week that discussed how families were separated when the children returned Home to school, with mothers having to decide between staying with their husbands in India or returning to England with their children. Either way, for most of the Raj period, it meant a separation of at least a year. For the children, even when accompanied by their mothers, the removal to England was a traumatic event:
For the children, being sent away was the greatest shock of their early lives. It was one from which some of them never really recovered; is it surprising that they found it so difficult to trust anyone ever again? They went from a world that was rich in colour and emotions to one that was cold and cramped. In India, they were spoiled and made much of; in Victorian and Edwardian England, they were thrust into a society where children were seen and not heard. They went to schools where India was to be driven out of their systems and Britain drummed in. Unless their mothers stayed to supervise the process, it was hard for the children not to feel abandoned. Sometimes they reacted by hating their parents, sometimes India; to this day, there are men and women who blame that country for separating them from their parents. (P. 140)
There were some absolutely fascinating comments on the master-servant relationships and of the preference/ranking of Indians according to religious affiliations in the chapter devoted to housekeeping. English-language skills were not necessarily preferred; indeed, most memsahibs would rather learned enough of the local language to communicate on household matters rather than have servants who could eavesdrop and spread family secrets. Hindus considered the British to be untouchables, which made for some rather creative solutions when mistresses had to tend to sick Hindu servants.
I loved this book and cannot recommend it highly enough. For those like me who are already fascinated by the region and the era, it’s delightful but I think it would be equally valuable for those who view the Raj from a wary distance. There’s been a lot of over-simplification of colonial activities and influence and it has become easy to condemn the sahibs and memsahibs without knowing much of what they actually did or how they interacted with the natives. Or, as MacMillan concludes:
Today they tend to be remembered as dim, comic figures or vicious harridans who poisoned relations between the Indians and the British. Neither memory does them justice. They were living women, with worries, happinesses, and sorrows like anyone else. Their world has gone now with its insular little community and its glory reflected from the Raj. They probably would not have worried much about how posterity regards them. They had a duty to do and they did it to the best of their abilities. Most of all, they simply got on with living. (P. 236)
What a compelling review! I love to read social history when it’s so engaging, I’m interested in this period, and I don’t know very much about the Raj.There’s nothing better than a book review that makes you want to read something you might not have otherwise read. Thanks!
There’s nothing better than being appreciated for writing a review that makes someone want to read something they might not have otherwise read! Thank you.
I’m a nut on British India as well, so this one sounds right up my alley! Although I must admit, having snakes dwelling in one’s ceiling sounds a bit frightening, no? Your father sounds like a gem!
My father is a gem, I have to agree! During the bit about cobras in ceilings, I was literally squirming in my seat, beneath a decidedly cobra-less ceiling. Just because my fear isn’t rational, doesn’t make me any less fearful. Just the idea…oh, I can’t even think about it. Obviously, I’m not a great fan of snakes.
Oh, I would definitely have been squirming as well! I am not quite the fan of snakes, either! Ick!
What a brilliant and fascinating review, Claire! I know shamefully little about British India, and I would love to know more. I’m going to add this to my amazon wishlist so I don’t forget about it, as I know I’m going to love it when I have a chance to read it!
I always feel sorry for the children who had to be sent home, and for the mothers separated from their children, often for years on end. I can’t imagine how difficult that must have been. I know parents and children weren’t as close then as they are now, but still, knowing your parents were a several weeks’ voyage away if you needed them must have been very frightening for young children.
I think you’ll really enjoy it Rachel! I’ll be interested to hear your thoughts, once you have a chance to read it.
I always like reading historical fiction where the kids get sent to England after childhoods in India, or sent back to India after years of feeling exiled in England. So I know I’d love this book–and as I said, I’m long overdue to read it!
Read it! I’m excited to hear what you think! I too loved reading children’s books with ties to India: Frances Hodgson Burnett’s books stand out in my memory, though obviously pale in comparison with Kipling’s. Still, both perspectives (one from a distance, one at close range) were captivating.
Wow! This sounds like a definite not-to-be-missed. I’m off to add it to my list. Thanks for the review. 🙂
It’s definitely one of my favourite books of the year. My copy came from the library but I’m planning to get my own to add to my home library – a sure sign that I loved the book!
Ooh, great review, Claire! I’ve never heard of this author, but I think this book is one I’d really enjoy reading. Thanks so much for bringing it to my attention.
Glad to be able to bring MacMillan to the attention of other interested readers! I, clearly, think it’s a wonderful book and will be interested to hear your thoughts if you read it!
Wow, this one had completely slipped my radar! Glad I saw it on the challenge listings. I belong to the Raj= racist evildoers camp, but I agree that there’s much room for nuance and interpretation. Sounds like a must-read for me.
It’s definitely the most detailed social history of the Raj that I’ve ever read and particularly fascinating because it does focus on women and their home lives, areas overlooked in most other histories. Glad you found my review and, more importantly, glad you found it intriguing!
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