Macaria — A Closer Reading

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Evans, Augusta J. (Augusta Jane), 1835-1909 Project Gutenberg 2009 Not confirmed
War stories; Love stories; Confederate States of America -- History -- Fiction; Women and war -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Women -- Fiction Readers of public-domain and historical texts
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Words 93,239
Reading time 406 min
Text sections 10

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Augusta J. Evans's Macaria opens with a midnight scene of Russell Aubrey, a poor but ambitious young man, bent over a ledger. The novel traces his rise, his complex relationship with Irene, and the impact of the Civil War on Southern women, using detailed physical descriptions and social commentary.
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She had drawn a chair near him, and now laid her head on his shoulder, while tears dropped on his hand. He had not seen her so unnerved for years, and as he looked down on her grief-stained, yet resigned face, his countenance underwent a marvellous change; and, folding his arms about her, he kissed her pale, thin cheek repeatedly.

"Mother, it is not like you to repine in this way; you who have suffered and endured so much must not despond when, after a long, starless night, the day begins to dawn."

"I fear 'it dawns in clouds, and heralds only storms.' For myself I care not, but for you, Russell--my pride, my only hope, my brave boy? it is for you that I suffer. I have been thinking to-night that this is a doomed place for you, and that if we could only save money enough to go to California, you might take the position you merit; for there none would know of the blight which fell upon you; none could look on your brow and dream it seemed sullied. Here you have such bitter prejudice to combat; such gross injustice heaped upon you."

He lifted his mother's head from his bosom, and rose, with a haughty, defiant smile on his lip.

"Not so; I will stay here, and live down their hate. Mark me, mother, I will live it down, so surely as I am Russell Aubrey, the despised son of a ----! Go to California! not I! not I! In this state will I work and conquer; here, right here, I will plant my feet upon the necks of those that now strive to grind me to the dust. I swore it over my father's coffin!"

"Hush, Russell, you must subdue your fierce temper; you must! you must! Remember it was this ungovernable rage which brought disgrace upon your young, innocent head. Oh! it grieves me, my son, to see how bitter you have grown. Once you were gentle and forgiving; now scorn and defiance rule you."

"I am not fierce, I am not in a rage. If I should meet the judge and jury who doomed my father to the gallows, I think I would serve them if they needed aid. But I am proud; I inherited my nature; I writhe, yes, mother, writhe under the treatment I constantly receive."

"We have trouble enough, my son, without dwelling upon what is past and irremediable. So long as you seem cheerful I am content. I know that God will not lay more on me than I can bear; 'As my day so shall my strength be.' Thy will be done, oh! my God."

There was a brief pause, and Russell Aubrey passed his hand over his eyes, and dashed off a tear. His mother watched him, and said cautiously--

"Have you noticed that my eyes are rapidly growing worse?"

"Yes, mother, I have been anxious for some weeks."

"You know it all then?"

"I shall not murmur; I have become resigned at last; though for many weeks I have wrestled for strength, for patience. It was so exceedingly bitter to know that the time drew near when I should see you no more; to feel that I should stretch out my hands to you, and lean on you, and yet look no longer on the dear face of my child, my boy, my all. But my prayers were heard; the sting has passed away, and I am resigned. I am glad that we have spoken of it; now my mind is calmer, and I can sleep. Good night, my son."

She pressed the customary good night kiss on his lips, and left him. He closed the dictionary, leaned his elbow on the table, and rested his head on his hand. His piercing black eyes were fixed gloomily on the floor, and now and then his broad chest heaved as dark and painful thoughts crowded up.

The novel begins at midnight, with the town-clock striking twelve and a candle burning low, as Russell Aubrey, a sixteen-year-old of unusual height and breadth, works over a ledger. The description of his grey homespun coat, his snowy white collar, and his large, faultlessly proportioned head establishes a character who is youthful in years but old in trials. The narrative immediately signals his poverty and his formidable will, ambition, and intellect. The opening scene is not merely atmospheric; it introduces a protagonist whose physical appearance and austere expression are carefully linked to his social position and inner drive.

A Portrait of Ambition and Social Climbing

The early excerpts focus on Russell Aubrey's rise from a poor clerk to a talented lawyer and prospective heir. The text lingers on his physical description—his lofty forehead, heavy brows, and full firm lips—and contrasts his humble origins with his growing social acceptance. A key scene occurs at a party where Russell, having been invited after years of exclusion, observes the fashionable crowd with bitter memories of his mother's servitude. The narrative notes that he is now “as polished as if he had spent his life at court,” yet his stern expression and proud defiance remain. The excerpts also introduce Irene, described as “the only perfectly beautiful woman” Russell has ever seen, though her cold manner stings him. Their dynamic is set against a backdrop of social maneuvering, with Russell determined to rule the circle that once shunned his family.

Irene's Hauteur and Russell's Defiance

Irene's character is established through her chilling demeanor and the effect she has on others. When Russell encounters her at the Henderson party, she offers only a “haughty, dazzling smile” and a curt “Thank you, sir.” Another character, Eric, remarks that Irene makes him sad to watch her countenance. Russell, in turn, recalls an old Scandinavian myth, comparing her to Iduna offering apples of immortality. The excerpts show that Irene had previously dared much to assist Russell's family, making her current coldness puzzling to him. This shift in her manner provokes “proud defiance” in Russell, and he resolves to attend the party despite his earlier reluctance. The social tension between them is palpable, and the narrative hints at a deeper history that the reader must piece together from later chapters.

The Civil War and Women's Roles

Later excerpts shift to the Civil War period, as indicated by chapter titles such as “Civil War,” “Hospital Stores,” and “Womanly Usefulness.” The catalog subjects confirm that the novel explores women's experiences during the conflict, including their work in hospitals and their support for the Confederate cause. One chapter is titled “The Sanctified Devotion and Full Work,” suggesting a thematic focus on female sacrifice and duty. The excerpts do not provide full scenes from these chapters, but the progression from social drama to war narrative is clear. The novel appears to use the war as a crucible for its characters, testing their loyalties and transforming their relationships. Readers should expect the war to intensify the personal conflicts introduced in the earlier sections, particularly between Russell and Irene.

Recurring Motifs: Light, Clothing, and Social Status

Throughout the excerpts, specific details recur that reward close attention. The opening candlelight and the flickering light on the ledger pages establish a motif of illumination and obscurity. Clothing is another recurring marker: Russell's grey homespun coat and loose black ribbon contrast with the “costly silks” and jewels at the Henderson party. The narrative uses these details to signal shifts in social standing—Russell dons a new pair of gloves before entering the mansion, a small but telling gesture. The “brazen candlestick” and the “melted tallow” evoke a domestic economy of scarcity, while the “blazing parlours” of the wealthy represent a different world. These material details are not decorative; they ground the novel's social commentary in tangible objects.

As you read Macaria, pay attention to how the narrative voice shifts between close physical description and broader social observation. The early chapters establish a pattern of contrasting interiors—the humble study versus the glittering ballroom—that the war chapters likely invert or complicate. The title itself, meaning “blessed” or “happy” in Greek, may carry ironic weight given the trials the characters face. Let the specific, often austere details guide your reading rather than expecting a conventional romance.

Sitting with Macaria’s midnight ledger scene, I found myself thinking of Russell’s quiet ambition against the weight of history, and then my mind drifted to Old Ticonderoga, a Picture of the Past (From: "The Snow Image and Other Twice-Told Tales") — Reading Companion. Both books linger on how a place holds time—the way a campfire or a ruined fort whispers of what once was, patiently waiting to be remembered.

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