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LEISURE STUDIES IN A GLOBAL ERA
Catherine Hoad
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Acknowledgements
This book came together in what has probably been the strangest year of
my life. When I returned home to Australia for Christmas in late 2019,
the fires raging through my home state seemed all-encompassing; their
impact too overwhelming to fathom. Now, in September of 2020, the
fires seem a distant memory. Back in Aotearoa, life has been brought to a
standstill by the COVID-19 pandemic in many ways, but global politics
seems to surge on in increasingly troubling forms. Attempting to write a
book under these conditions has been interesting, to say the least.
This research has its roots in my Ph.D. studies, which I completed in
2016. Metal has changed and developed in myriad ways in the period
since I first became interested in how these themes of nationalism, colo-
niality and Whiteness manifest in metal’s texts, practices and discourses.
Nevertheless, scenes worldwide continue to offer complex and engaging
sites for analysis, which has expanded the bounds of my original doctoral
research. I want to thank Rosemary Overell and Pauwke Berkers for their
encouragement to pursue this work beyond my Ph.D. I also wish to
extend my deep gratitude to Dr. Ian Collinson, who was my supervisor
in this time, and who has continued to be a great support and friend in
the years since I completed my studies.
v
vi Acknowledgements
1 Introduction 1
2 Mapping Representation in Metal Music Studies 17
3 Norwegian Black Metal and Viking Metal 59
4 Afrikaans Metal in Post-Apartheid South Africa 109
5 Normophilia and Banal Nationalism in Australian
Extreme Metal 151
6 (Re)sounding, (re)sealing: Translocal Terrains
of Whiteness across Norway, South Africa
and Australia 197
7 Conclusion 245
Index 257
vii
1
Introduction
All you white kids out there, let me tell you something that no other
motherfucking band, no other white band, in the world has any guts to
say. I’m just saying right now, when you wake up in the motherfucking
morning, and you look at yourself in the goddamn mirror, hey, have all
the fucking pride in your heart man, have all the fucking pride in the
world man. Because we are the great people and hey, you know what,
maybe, just maybe, tonight is a white thing.
—Philip H. Anselmo, Montreal, March 4th 1995.
self-crafted image as cowboys from hell, ‘good ol’ Southern boys’ who
espoused heritage, not hate; whose lead guitarist shredded on a custom-
designed guitar bearing the Confederate flag, and whose merchandise
had long born this symbol.2 This five minute monologue, punctuated
throughout by loud cheering from the crowd, was perhaps more notable
for its tacit assumptions than Anselmo’s outright declarations that white
men were victims of discrimination. It was Anselmo’s direct categori-
sation of Pantera as a ‘white band’, his confidence in addressing his
audience as a uniformly white ‘we’. Most significant of all, it was the
statement that tonight, a heavy metal concert in one of the biggest cities
in North America, was ‘a white thing’.
Anselmo’s now 25-year-old characterisation of metal as a ‘white thing’
remains a source of deep interest to me, as it taps in to a broader and
immeasurably complex problem of how whiteness has been discussed
and understood within heavy metal music, both as a site of academic
inquiry and force of cultural significance. The apparent demographic
abundance of young white men within metal is a common feature
of scholarly and popular appraisals of the genre, but the political and
cultural significance of such whiteness has gone largely uninterrogated.
Furthermore, the global circulation of heavy metal has meant that claims
as to the large-scale whiteness of metal’s audience need revaluation, if not
total deconstruction. Metal has nonetheless remained a white-dominated
discourse, and white hegemony is deeply entrenched in the dominant
ways of thinking about and representing heavy metal. Similarly, that
Anselmo’s Montreal speech is still referenced and the video shared by
mainstream metal press such as Loudwire, Blabbermouth and Metal
Hammer more than two decades on, and continues to invoke conver-
sation and debate amongst scene members, suggests a great deal about
the complicity of texts in sustaining such discourses. Following this, in
this book I ask how, when metal bands and fans are present in every
continent, has metal maintained a reputation as a ‘white’ genre? More-
over, how has white metal masculinity been affixed as the ‘norm’, when
women and persons of colour constitute visible and vital presences within
scenes? Metal is a global genre, but its whiteness is continually imbued
with an instrumental significance.
1 Introduction 3
The objective here is not to refuse white people the right to group
identification and belonging, or to demand that white people eradi-
cate all identity and hereditary connections (Outlaw, 2004: 167–168),
but instead to observe how whiteness and its embedded ideologies have
operated as central structuring frameworks for metal culture, even as the
genre continues to expand. The normalisation, construction and perfor-
mance of narrow imaginings of whiteness, masculinity and nationhood
within heavy metal texts can have profound, pervasive and system-
atic oppressive consequences for non-white people, women and Queer
communities. This research also responds to a long-standing trend
in Metal Music Studies wherein whiteness has been perceived of as
largely unified or hegemonic. The quest in pointing to the fragmen-
tation and multiplicity of whitenesses across three different countries
is to deconstruct this notion of uniformity, and call into question the
strategic political position that emerges in treating whiteness as a uniform
category.
that the generic cohesion of heavy metal depends upon the ‘desire of
young white male performers and fans to hear and believe in certain
stories about the nature of masculinity’ (1993: 110), and Karl Spracklen’s
mapping of how metal constructs a hegemonic whiteness (2010, 2013a,
2013b, 2015, 2020) that is sustained along classed, raced and gendered
lines which cater to a national imaginary, and maintains an imagined
community (Lucas et al., 2011; Spracklen et al., 2014). Mapping how
metal’s texts offer a canon through which fans are able to ‘hear and
believe’ these stories, and their subsequent role in maintaining an imag-
ined community, is core to the work I want to enact here. Furthermore,
mapping how the nature of these textual dynamics shift across contexts
and national histories is core to this work, where the instrumental white-
ness of heavy metal scenes across disparate locales is yet to be adequately
critiqued or acknowledged in the wider field.
Previous research into the political and cultural significance of white-
ness in popular music has largely focused on the cultural politics of punk
(e.g. Duncombe & Tremblay, 2011), pop (Stras, 2010) and rock (Frith,
[1978] 1987). The understandings of the politics of whiteness in popular
music that have emerged from this research situate whiteness as a cultural
norm against which the musics and musical performances of ‘Others’
have been evaluated. Recent understandings of the functions of white-
ness in leisure have been able to tease out the conscious and unconscious
power structures embedded within both music scenes, industries, jour-
nalism and research itself (Schaap, 2015, 2019; Spracklen, 2013a). While
moves have been made to conceive of music scenes as sites of instru-
mental whiteness (Spracklen, 2013a: 63) where white discourses function
in both overt and tacit ways, these understandings have only recently
started to emerge in studies of metal. Much metal literature positions
heavy metal as a ‘white genre’, though current understandings overlook
the political and cultural implications of this categorisation, and obscure
the structuring mechanisms of white hegemony. Where the sub-field of
‘Global’ Metal Studies has provided a necessary disruption to orthodox
representations of metal audiences as universally white, such approaches
nevertheless continue to saturate whiteness in normative value.
There remains a need to draw attention to the political significance
of metal’s whiteness, and demonstrate its national manifestations. Doing
8 C. Hoad
virtue of being a metal fan who is also a woman within various contexts,
my whiteness has conferred upon me certain forms of capital. This
project at large has necessitated my own awareness of my privilege as
a white woman working within an academic environment, and further-
more, forced my own critical reckoning with how I, as a fan, navigate
material and discourses within metal which may emerge as contrary to
my own anti-racist politics. My goal is not to further entrench the posi-
tion of white heterosexual masculinity within metal by devoting another
academic book to this topic, but rather precisely to destabilise this posi-
tion by pointing to the contextually-specific mechanisms and discourses
that enable its centrality across seemingly disparate locations.
Textual analysis is a key method within this research, wherein texts
generated by heavy metal scenes—individual songs, lyrics, album art and
promotional material—provide tangible artefacts for mapping symbolic
discourses of power, nationhood and their narration and representation.
I am also interested in texts as they exist in the discourses and oral tradi-
tions produced and reproduced by fans. Such material can seemingly join
text with reception, and potentially blur the traditionally parasocial rela-
tions between producers, performers and audiences. Fans consume texts,
but they also generate their own which contribute to a wider reposi-
tory of discourses, symbols and meanings; fans both shape and generate
narratives and practices of heavy metal. Fan texts also offer sources of
meaning which operate beyond the institutional frameworks of ‘official’
texts—commercially released albums, promotional material, autobiogra-
phies and so on—a DIY context which further reveals the possibilities
and applications of textual analysis as a tool for engaging with the inter-
pretation of social and cultural meaning. In utilising textual and critical
discourse analysis, I am interested in not only the materiality of texts, as
tangible scenic products of heavy metal, but also how discourse regulates
sentiments of scenic identity and belonging. Analysis of live concerts, fan
magazines, underground zines, interviews, podcasts and online discus-
sion spaces such as forums and social media sites—as Kahn-Harris has
observed, ‘one can be an active member of the scene from one’s own
home’ (2007: 74)—further reveals how texts are centrally implicated in
in the dominant ways of speaking about and conceiving of the identity
of national scenes, and the wider national contexts they exist within.
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Conclusion
Through the following discussions of textual processions of whiteness
in metal scenes across Norway, South Africa and Australia, this books
makes a case for Metal Music Studies to make metallic whiteness not
only more visible, but more aware of its representations, mediations
and constructions. In destabilising the normative position of white
masculinity within metal texts and practices, and pointing to its realisa-
tions across seemingly disparate geographical locations, metal scholarship
may cast the same academic gaze inwards and make visible the mech-
anisms of whitenesses as they manifest in heavy metal scenes, cultures
and practices, and the way academics themselves document and theo-
rise metal. Ultimately the objective of this book is not to renounce
or abolish whitenesses in metal, but rather to consider how white-
nesses have emerged as dominant markers around which identities are
formed and maintained, often in exclusory formations. Metal has been
a rich site of identity work for scene members and communities inter-
sected across multiple axes. Drawing into focus the textually-mediated
discourses which have structured metal’s dominant images and practices
can then enable us to map where metal has and continues to grow, as the
genre enters its seventh decade.
Notes
1. Further to these remarks made in 1995, critics of Anselmo also point to
anti-Semetic and Islamophobic lyrics in the 2003 track ‘Stealing a Page or
Two from Armed and Radical Pagans’ by his side project Superjoint Ritual
(c.f. Rosenberg, 2016) and a 2016 incident in which a video filmed by
a fan and posted to YouTube showed Anselmo offering a Nazi salute and
shouting white pride slogans (Brannigan, 2016). In reponse to the latter,
Anselmo commented on the video via his label Housecore Records, claiming
the salute was an ‘inside joke’ (Chris/Youtube, 2016). While Anselmo has
long denied charges of racism, including a 2019 interview with Kerrang! In
which he claimed that while he was ‘reckless and …absurd on purpose’,
he did not ‘have a racist bone in [his] body’ (Law, 2019), these incidents
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2
Mapping Representation in Metal Music
Studies
Introduction
Scholarly and popular accounts of heavy metal have long looked to texts
produced within scenes as a medium for both the analysis and docu-
mentation of practices, identities and cultures, across myriad contexts.
As metal has developed worldwide as both a musical style and culture,
discussions, representations and analyses of the genre have grown and
diversified. Critical engagements with heavy metal have progressed from
their earliest days of moral panics and disdainful condemnations of its
musical and social worth into an academic field—Metal Music Studies—
that engages with the complex and multifaceted ways in which heavy
metal music, scenes and cultures are experienced globally. However, just
as academic and popular texts alike have moved away from negative and
often limited depictions of heavy metal music and its fans, particularly
in tracking its growth beyond Anglo-American contexts, much of metal’s
textual canon has continued to depict of the traditional ‘centre’ of heavy
metal as the province of young white men.
Others from the spatial and cultural sites of heavy metal. This trend has
been buttressed by the dominant modes of mapping identity—sexual,
gendered, raced and classed—within heavy metal. Where scholarship
has repeatedly noted that metal is a masculinised genre, dominated
by masculinist codes of representation and legitimisation, literature has
largely only mapped spectacular displays of hypermasculinity and as such
has often allowed conventional masculine performativity to uncritiqued.
Furthermore, where heavy metal scholarship does map whiteness, it may
do so largely in ways that speak to demographics or virtuosity, without
offering a critique of its ideological foundations or political significance.
This chapter examines how Metal Music Studies, as an academic
field, has negotiated, resisted and reflected the wider structural condi-
tions of white hegemony. If we are to follow Barthes’ insistence that
that theory is a discursive practice, and the discursive practice of theory
is one that questions and challenges received ideas and orthodoxy that
dominate any language (1984), then it remains necessary to consider
how this approach this approach can be extended to assumptions held
by researchers or embedded within the research process itself (Stern,
1989). Metal Music Studies, which has its earliest incarnations in the
1980s, has diversified substantially in its disciplines, methods and areas of
focus, as it has developed. I am nonetheless interested in how whiteness
and white masculinity have been discussed in the field of Metal Music
Studies, in ways that have situated such categories as normative posi-
tions. I begin by addressing the foundational literature within Critical
Whiteness Studies; how its concerns are addressed by wider approaches
to leisure spaces; and how texts and textual analysis are situated within
this scope. In looking towards the applications of these methods to Metal
Music Studies, I critique four broad manifestations of metallic whiteness
that emerge within the academic literature: whiteness as an absence of
blackness; whiteness as Western working-class identity; whiteness as a
site of spectacular racism; and whiteness as creative virtuosity.
A further point of interest lies in how, in attempting to offer an
alternative to the staid orthodoxy of white hegemony, the literature of
‘global metal’ may also continue to entrench whiteness as the default
subject position within heavy metal cultures. The ‘Othering’ rhetoric
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Secondary to this question of where or what the text ‘is’ has been
the quandary of why texts matter, and indeed why textual analysis is
a valuable method for engaging with leisure spaces. In mapping the
uses and importance of textual analysis methods, Norman Fairclough’s
1995 account gives a definitive overview of the continued significance of
text-based research. Fairclough’s typification—theoretical, methodolog-
ical, historical and political—continues to provide a useful schema in
approaching not only the applications of the method, but also the value
of texts themselves to social and cultural formations. The influence of
this approach is summed up thus by Urpo Kovala:
The theoretical reason is that the social structures which are the focus of
attention of many social scientists, and texts, in turn, constitute one very
important form of social action. Further, as language is widely misin-
terpreted as transparent, the precise mechanisms and modalities of the
social and ideological work that language does in producing, reproducing
or transforming social structures, relations and identities, is routinely
overlooked. The methodological reason is that texts constitute a major
source of evidence for grounding claims about social structures, relations
and processes. The historical reason for the importance of textual anal-
ysis is that texts are sensitive barometers of social processes, movement
and diversity, and textual analysis can provide particularly good indica-
tors of social change. Finally, the political reason relates to social science
with critical objectives especially. Namely, it is increasingly through texts
(visual texts included) that social control and social domination are exer-
cised. Textual analysis can therefore be a political resource as well. (Kovala,
2002: 4)
text can ‘do’ (and indeed, what can in turn be done to the text) is partic-
ularly useful in the context of popular music studies. However, textual
analysis has also had a long and vital history in the context of Whiteness
Studies and postcolonial theory. Edward Said, Stuart Hall and bell hooks
have definitively shown the ways in which texts act as racialised regimes
of representation (c.f. Hall, 1997) which construct and maintain imagin-
ings of ‘Others’ and the physical and cultural contexts they occupy (c.f.
Said, [1979] 1991); and furthermore, present such contexts as sites for
exotic consumption by white, western audiences (hooks, 1991). In the
context of Whiteness Studies, Dawn Burton (2009) notes that ‘recent
emphasis on language, wordplay, discourse analysis and the interpreta-
tion of texts, including literary ones, has been an instrumental feature in
the growth of literature on whiteness’ (2009: 172). If we are to consider
whiteness, as Burton suggests, as a theoretical tool or lens through which
social, institutional and textual relations can be examined and made
visible (2009: 174), then analysing, questioning and challenging the
received ideas and orthodoxies that emerge through images, words, and
sounds is key to engaging with the intersections of metal and nation-
hood, as both have been represented and experienced within what Toni
Morrison has called ‘the gaze of whiteness’ (1992).
Margaret L. Andersen provides a framework for mapping the contri-
butions of Whiteness Studies literature thus: the recognition that white-
ness is ubiquitous, but not typically acknowledged; that whiteness is a
system of privilege, and that all racial categories are constructed, albeit
with ‘radically different consequences’ (2003: 24). In tracking analyses of
whiteness towards a third wave,1 France Winddance Twine and Charles
Gallagher (2008) observe that research must address whiteness not as
a uniform category but as a series of contextual expressions (2008: 6).
‘Whiteness’ as a site of critical interrogation has its roots in the earliest
intellectual projects of black American scholars such as W. E. B DuBois,
who provided the foundations for this body of scholarship. The forma-
tion of white identities, ideologies and cultural practices that were used
to reinforce white supremacy was integral to DuBois’ work, wherein he
mapped the structural realities of racism and race relations within the
United States (The Philadelphia Negro, [1899] 2007). Whiteness Studies
as a focused field of inquiry, however, gained momentum in the 1990s
2 Mapping Representation in Metal Music Studies 23
with the exponential growth of texts that examine the role whiteness
and white identities play in framing and reworking racial categories,
hierarchies and boundaries.
Such scholarship has examined and exposed the often invisible or
masked power relations within existing racial hierarchies (Twine &
Gallagher, 2008: 5) that allow whiteness to be cast as both a visible,
victimised identity (Bode, 2006; Gallagher, 2004; Wellman, 1993) and
have its power relations hidden, so as to allow its position as a benign
cultural signifier (Dyer, 1997). Third wave Whiteness Studies, building
on the existing research of the first and second waves of the 1990s
and 2000s, has taken as its analytical starting point the understanding
that whiteness is not, and never has been, a static or uniform cate-
gory of social identification (Roediger, 2005). In this way whiteness
emerges not as a hegemonic category, but as a multiplicity of identities
that are, for Twine and Gallagher, historically grounded, class specific,
politically manipulated and gendered social locations that ‘inhabit
local custom and national sentiments within the context of the new
“global village”’ (2008: 6). These ‘white inflections’ (Twine & Gallagher,
2008: 5), the nuanced and locally specific ways in which whiteness is
defined, deployed, performed, policed and reinvented, are thus crucial
to engaging with the whiteness of heavy metal, and furthermore the
multiple whitenesses it enfolds.
Studies of whiteness, and indeed the field of Whiteness Studies itself,
are not without criticisms. Ruth Frankenberg’s White Women, Race
Matters: The Social Construction of Whiteness (1993), for example, offers a
framework for addressing the structuring mechanisms of whiteness. For
Frankenberg,
and race for women in the same way that he (briefly) does for the male
music communities in his work. Hebdige proffers insights into a ‘white
ethnicity’ (1979: 65) asserted by punk subcultures in Britain, but again
often situates whiteness as the binary opposite of blackness.
Criticism of the CCCS’s conception of subculture has thus focused on
the narrowness of and exclusions inherent within these studies. Angela
McRobbie responds to the gender imbalance in traditional accounts of
subculture, noting that the masculinisation of subcultures means ‘the
style of a subculture is primarily that of its men’ ([1980] 2006: 60).
Furthermore, because subcultural research took as its subjects those who
were ‘other’ to capitalist hegemony, subcultures that did not conform to
its definitions were disparaged or ignored. Heavy metal in particular is a
clear casualty of the CCCS’s rigid conceptual framework for resistance;
as Andy R. Brown has noted, heavy metal was simply invisible to the
radar of subcultural theory (2003: 212).
In response to the exclusory and homogenising tendencies of the
CCCS’s subcultural model, researchers have looked to ‘scene’ as an alter-
native. Will Straw advocates for a use of the term to address ‘a cultural
space in which a range of musical practices coexist, interacting with each
other’ (1991: 373). Andy Bennett and Richard Peterson build upon
this to use ‘music scene’ to designate the contexts in which producers,
musicians and fans ‘collectively share their common musical tastes and
collectively distinguish themselves from others’ (2004: 1). ‘Scene’ is not
without its criticisms: David Hesmondhalgh sees the term as fundamen-
tally ambiguous (2005), while Mark Olson criticises Straw’s depiction
of scenes as ‘empty vessels’ (1998: 271). Olson instead frames scenes as
‘territorialising machines’ (1998: 281) which create and mobilise partic-
ular kinds of relationships in given contexts. ‘Scene’, in this way, is a
much more productive tool through which to understand practices in
specific spatial and temporal locations, where texts themselves are key
tools in enacting and sustaining this territorialisation.
2 Mapping Representation in Metal Music Studies 27
contexts. The masculine space of heavy metal and its attendant authen-
ticity naturalises the presence of men within the scene, but exoticises
women. An initial example of this emerges within Weinstein’s analysis,
where she divides women between those who engage with metal ‘prop-
erly’ (i.e. in ways commensurate with masculine belonging) and those
who are seen to reiterate stereotypical ‘feminine’ behaviour (2000: 105).4
Further instances of such authentic masculine codes emerge in the
‘den mother’/‘band whore’ binary explored in Sonia Vasan’s work (2010),
and Gaines’ observation that male fans felt women pretended to like
metal to get attention (1998: 118). Another instance of this divisive
rhetoric occurs within Leigh Krenske and Jim McKay’s account of gender
relations in a Brisbane heavy metal club (2000). Krenske and McKay
found that the scene was largely male-dominated and defined through
masculinist codes. They subsequently categorise women into groups
whose distinctions are entirely based on their interactions with men
(2000: 295). By claiming that the few women who manage to ‘infiltrate
the scene’ succeed by ‘conforming to masculinist scripts’ (2000: 290),
Krenske and McKay suggest that such scripts are automatically conferred
upon men, who are not required to engage in the same performative
identity work. Similarly, this assertion ignores the salience of male perfor-
mativity in reproducing hegemonic gender narratives not only within the
space of the scene, but also external to it as well.
The notion that masculinist codes determine the behaviours of the
scene is an important one. However, rarely does such work of this period
offer critique of the fact that within their respective samples, it is always
(white, heterosexual) men who determine who is treated as an ‘equal’
and under what circumstances. Furthermore, such research can over-
look how men are granted these privileges, or the codes to which they
comply, while women are forced to prove themselves worthy of legitimate
belonging. Walser interrogates Western constructions of masculinity and
their enmeshment within heavy metal scenes, noting that heavy metal
often ‘stages fantasies of masculine virtuosity and control’ (1993: 108),
and that metal is, ‘inevitably, a discourse shaped by patriarchy’ (1993:
109). Walser offers a much more nuanced critique of the means through
36 C. Hoad
‘observed and interviewed female fans who dress, act and interpret just
like male fans’ (1993: 132), tacitly reinscribing male fans as the standard
bearer.
Literature which decries, exscribes and is suspicious of femininity
within metal scenes corresponds to, rather than critiques, the dominant
textual practices of heteronormative heavy metal cultures. This scholar-
ship represents a culture that prizes ‘acceptable’ modes of belonging—
masculine, heterosexual, white and powerful—yet uses discussions of
transgression and individual power as a foil. Beyond these discussions
of gender, more empowering approaches emerge within Kahn-Harris’
(2007) and Overell’s (2012) analyses of gendered engagement and indi-
vidual agency within scenes. Kahn-Harris argues that extreme metal’s
focus on transgression allows young women to exercise agency over their
own subcultural practices and thus access individual power. He then
introduces the term ‘transgressive subcultural capital’ (2007: 179) as a
scenic resource that offers women (amongst others) a chance to subvert
notions of mainstream gender performatives and therefore engage in a
transgressive act that enables a sense of self and empowerment—‘they
prefer aggressive music that nice girls do not listen to’ (2007: 76). ‘Nice
girls’ here however reiterates the same problem as the ‘resistance’ model
that often plagued the CCCS: situating women ‘outside’ metal within
such a category retrenches the compliant femininity/anti-authoritarian
masculinity binary and situates masculinity as the dominant code of
behaviour.
In response to such valorisations of anti-authoritarian masculinity,
Rosemary Overell (2012) introduces the term ‘brutal belonging’ to
capture an individual’s successful participation in a scene. In valuing
‘brutality’ (in Overell’s study, the term is shorthand for both a feeling
of affective intensity and a disavowal of commercialism, passivity and
conformity, see also ‘[I] hate girls and emo[tion]s’, 2013), such an
approach attempts to disassociate these qualities from any essential
masculinity, whiteness or heteronormativity. Instead, Overell’s ‘brutality’
places the onus on individuals’ capacity for and displays of affective
intensity. Overell notes that scenes are still permeated by manifesta-
tions of misogyny, racism and homophobia. ‘Brutal belonging’, however,
38 C. Hoad
"She is very old, dear Miss Meg. She has had her own way always,
and gone just in one rut through such a long life. I do believe she
thinks she has a right to do these things. If they troubled her
conscience, she would never rest, and she does sleep as sound as a
healthy baby. She is a wonderful old lady."
"She cannot think that deceit is right. I have asked her so often, and
she has declared that she did not know where my mother was."
"And perhaps she told the truth. It would be just like your
grandmother to keep all those letters unopened, or to burn them
without reading a word, so that she could say truly that she did not
know."
"She will have to give an answer about them now," said Margaretta
firmly.
"Dear Miss Meg, do consider her age. You know about your mamma
now, and where will be the use of upsetting the old lady by saying
anything? Beside, she is getting fond of you, and talks quite proudly
when your back is turned about your pretty singing. Try and keep in
with her, dear Miss Meg. It may mean a great deal to you some day."
But Meg was not to be moved from her purpose. "I will wait until
grandmother has breakfasted, and then I will see her. Not all the
wealth in the world would tempt me to be silent now."
"Think about it, dear, whilst you get your breakfast, or wait till to-
morrow. It is a good thing to sleep on a matter when you are inclined
to be angry."
"As to breakfast, I feel as though I could never take another mouthful
in this house," replied Margaretta. "I cannot wait to sleep over the
matter. I will spend my time in praying that I may not speak angrily,
or forget the respect I owe to one who is my relative, and so old. I
hope God will help me to be patient, but speak I must."
The old lady greeted her more kindly than usual. She was in high
good humour at receiving extra interest on an investment, but did not
mention this to her granddaughter.
"There has been trickery!" cried Lady Longridge. "Tell me this instant.
Give me the letter. You have no right to receive one unknown to me,
your lawful guardian."
"I would not; I never have done from anyone else; but this is
different, being from my mother."
"It is not. She was to see you once in six months, and seeing that
your father had so willed it, she would not try to alter the conditions,
though they pinched her, and I was glad of it. She has not come near
you; there was nothing about letter-writing in Philip's will. I had the
right to keep the letters!" cried the old lady, triumphantly.
"My mother could not come. She had been ill, but she wrote and
wrote, and I waited, my heart aching with dread, as you know; but all
in vain. Oh, grandmother, you knew, and you did not tell me! Even
now you are glad to think of our suffering."
"No. Not yours. It was hers I spoke about," interrupted Lady
Longridge.
"Well, hers, then. Did you never think what my mother must feel
when not a word of answer reached her? And you are getting so old
—forgive me for saying it; and surely if there has been ill-will
between you and mother, it is time to forgive one another, and be
friends."
"Friends with Florence! Never! And I have told the truth. I never
opened one of her letters, so that I might say that I knew nothing,
and tell no falsehood. The letters are there to prove it."
"Take them, if you like, but take them somewhere else, and do not let
me see your face again. I had meant to do something for you, but
now you shall not have a penny of mine. I will burn my white will to-
day, and send for Melville about the blue one."
"You shall have them. They will pay you well for what this affair will
lose you. Take this key. In that little drawer are the letters unopened.
Mind, you choose between those and more than you know of."
Without hesitation Margaretta took the key, emptied the little drawer
of its contents, and then returned it to Lady Longridge, who said,
"Get out of my sight, and do not trouble me again!"
The girl turned a look of the deepest pity on that old face, distorted
with anger, and closing the door behind her went to her own room.
CHAPTER VII.
WHICH SHALL IT BE? BLUE OR WHITE?
ONE thought above all others was in Margaretta's mind. She would
leave Northbrook Hall at once and for ever. But where should she
go?
She bethought herself of that old promise, and without waiting even
to change her simple wrapper for a walking dress, she gathered up
her precious letters, threw a soft woollen shawl round her, put on her
hat, and went rapidly towards the little dwelling tenanted by Nelly
Corry and her mother. As she passed through the ill-kept
conservatory she plucked a rose from a bush that had been a
favourite of her mother's, and which she had tended with loving
hands.
She had tasted nothing since early on the preceding evening, and
when she reached the cottage she was faint with want of food and
excitement, for it was getting towards noon.
The girl could not answer, but to Nelly's dismay she burst into a
passion of hysterical weeping.
Nelly strove to soothe her with loving words, and wished that her
mother would come, for Mrs. Corry being a little better than usual
had gone to do the shopping of the tiny household.
Soothed and calmed at last, Margaretta told her tale to her humble
friend, and concluded by saying, "I have come to you, Nelly. I have
kept my promise. I have scarcely any money, for Mrs. Moffat has my
last sovereign, and I forgot to mention it before she left."
"Don't name money, dear Miss Meg. I am not without a trifle, and
there is Thorley with plenty, who would do anything for you. I will get
you a cup of tea and something with it. Then you will be better, for
you are faint for want of it."
Nelly busied herself in preparing the tea, and poor Meg thankfully
partook of it, and then read, one by one, all the letters written by that
dear hand, and now first opened by her own. From them she
gathered all the details of her mother's illness and journeyings to and
fro, of the tender cares by which she was surrounded; and she read,
with tear-moistened eyes, how that dear parent was ever looking
forward to meeting her again, and to the time when no one would be
able to separate them from each other. In more than one letter
money was enclosed, so that Margaretta found she would need no
help of this kind.
As she closed the last precious letter she felt more tenderly towards
her grandmother. "At least," thought she, "I have been able to read
my dear mother's words of love. She might have read them herself
and then burned them."
Thorley had a trying time with her old mistress that day. She found
out that Margaretta had left the Hall, but that she had carried nothing
away with her, so rightly judged that she had taken refuge at Nelly
Corry's. She had no chance of following her thither, for Lady
Longridge kept her constantly in sight, and, contrary to custom,
remained in her own room all the day.
"I am not well enough to go down," she said. "That girl has upset me
with her talk about forgiving. As if I, an old woman of eighty-three,
now would ask her pardon. And to talk of Florence! I never could
bear the woman! Daughters-in-law and daughters are all alike—at
any rate mine were. They cared for themselves, and left me to shift
for myself. I am getting old. The girl told the truth there, and
somebody must have the money. If I could make a new will—but
Melville is away, and I will trust nobody else. He is weak; he wanted
me to leave money to my daughters, who had their share long since;
but he is true, and can keep his own counsel and my secrets. I wish
—"
But the voice became tremulous and quavering, and for a time Lady
Longridge ceased to think aloud, and slept in her easy-chair by the
fire, while Thorley watched in silence, afraid to move, lest she should
arouse her mistress.
"Get out two papers for me," she said. "They are in large envelopes
—one blue, the other white, and both are marked alike, 'The last Will
and Testament of Dame Sophia Janet Longridge.'"
"Now undress me. I am tired, and will go to bed," said her mistress;
and as soon as her head touched the pillow she said, "Give me my
two last wills."
"The girl is a fine girl. She kept her temper better than I could have
done. Perhaps I have been hard; but it was Florence I disliked. She
would have turned me out of Northbrook, but she had to leave me
here at last. I always said I would live and die here, and I shall. I am
just a little glad the girl forgave me." Another pause. "I seem to see
differently to-day. I could almost see Florence if she came now.
Thorley, where is my granddaughter? Call her."
But Thorley knew she should call in vain, so she said she would
send and seek Miss Longridge, who was out somewhere.
The words dropped more slowly from Lady Longridge's lips, and
there was a look in her face that startled Thorley. But once again she
spoke with comparative firmness, and the maid thought that her
mistress was battling against the drowsiness which was stealing
over her, and had made her so slow of utterance.
"I think Thorley shall settle it," she said. "I can take her opinion first
and act on it. Then if I like I can burn the other 'last will,' and let them
fight over the old woman's money."
Addressing her maid, she continued, "Here are two wills. This blue
one leaves much to you, little to Margaretta. The white, much to her,
little to you. Both cannot stand; which shall I burn?"
"Dear madam, burn the blue one!" cried the unselfish creature, true
to her love for dear Miss Meg. "Let the money go to your own flesh
and blood. I do not want it; I have saved what will serve my time, and
I shall be happy in seeing Miss Margaretta have it when you can
enjoy it no longer."
"Here, then, burn the blue one," and Lady Longridge relinquished her
hold of it. Thorley first tore it across, and then pushing it into the
midst of the fire saw it consumed to the last morsel.
"I almost wish you had burned the other," said her mistress. "You are
so unselfish you deserve the money; not that it has made me happy.
Margaretta is a long time in coming, and I must go to sleep. Say
'good-night' for me. I think you have made me feel as if I wanted to
forgive everybody. After all, blood is thicker than water."
The succession of shocks was too great for the girl to bear, and for
the first time in her life she fainted by the side of the bed whereon lay
all that remained of her whose rule had been so long and so
despotic.
It was a great and unforeseen blessing that Mrs. Moffat returned that
night sooner than she intended, and that on her way to Clough
Cottage she stopped to leave a message for Nelly Corry. From her
she heard of Margaretta's flight from the Hall and the summons
back, and without hesitating, she ordered her coachman to drive
straight to Northbrook, where her presence gave the greatest
possible comfort.
Clasped in her kind arms, Margaretta sobbed out her story, and
received the best consolation she could have, until, only a couple of
days later, she found herself in those of her mother. Mr. and Mrs.
Norland had taken a shorter route home than they at first planned, to
avoid a district in which there had been cases of cholera; and on
reaching England saw the announcement of Lady Longridge's death
in the "Times," so hastened to Northbrook.
No one knew what Thorley had done, or by what a noble act of self-
sacrifice she had secured the inheritance for her dear Miss Meg.
They are not parted, for though Thorley at first thought she would
have a little home of her own, the tears of her darling induced her to
forego her resolution. The same roof covers them, and she who
might have inherited Lady Longridge's wealth waits upon the
heiress, and is well contented with the legacy which came to her, or
indeed would have been content without it.
Mrs. Moffat has left Clough Cottage, and resides near the Norlands,
so Margaretta, long deprived of her mother's presence, now declares
she has two mammas.
Little Nelly Corry's deft fingers are often employed on dear Miss
Meg's gowns still, for she, too, has left the neighbourhood of
Northbrook Hall, and has a better and prettier home with her mother,
rent free, on Mr. Norland's estate.
So we will leave Margaretta, loved and cared for, amid surroundings
suitable to her present fortunes, and finding happiness in giving it to
others. A holiday story hers is, without a holiday or a hero. But she is
young yet, and abundantly contented. Her hero will come in time,
and if I happen to know him, I will tell you when a love story begins
with dear Miss Meg for its heroine.
A TALE OF A PENNY
CHAPTER I.
INTRODUCTORY.
"Do be quiet, Jack. I wonder who can read, write, or think, with any
hope of satisfactory results, whilst you are turning everything topsy-
turvy and rummaging round in such a fashion. What restless plagues
lads are, to be sure!"
There were just the three of them in a cosy room, one of those
universally useful apartments which are not too grand for working,
studying, or playing in, as the case may be, but in which mothers
and their young folk love to congregate. Florence, mostly called
Flossie, on account of her lovely hair, which was just one mass of
silken locks, was the eldest, and a girl of sixteen. She was generally
considered "a little bit blue," being a hard worker at her books, and
great in various branches of study unknown to girls when our
mothers were at school.
One of the teachers had been heard to call Flossie the prop of her
class; whereupon Master Jack, who was very fond of having a sly
poke at girls in general, and his sisters in particular, said he had
never known such an appropriate name for anybody.
Madge, the second girl, though nearly two years younger, was a
born housewife; full of motherly instincts, and doting on little children.
She was still a child, despite those graver employments and
abstruse studies which are supposed to promote the higher
education of women in these enlightened days. She had been a doll-
worshipper always, and now, at more than fourteen years of age,
was the happy possessor of an immense family in wax, wood, cloth,
and porcelain. Amongst these she was as busy as was Flossie at
her books—furbishing up the whole lot, washing faces, repairing
garments, tidying dishevelled locks, and otherwise making the
multitude of dolls fit to be seen. Madge had brought down a doll's
house, relegated a year before to the garret, and was setting it in
order for the amusement of some very small cousins who were
expected on the following day.
At first Jack had been helping Madge, but the loss of that precious
penny—and a new one, too—had diverted his attention, and in the
search for it, he had upset chairs, unmade beds, brought down
miniature pictures, to the destruction of those works of art, and
brought down upon himself, in addition, the wrath of his younger
sister and playmate.
Father and mother both rejoiced in the close union among the
children, which helped, especially in Madge's case, to keep the girls
young—alas! A very difficult matter in these high-pressure days. And
Jack had a good deal of quiet humour for a lad of his age. He
professed to read Madge like a book, and declared that she made
the coming of the little visitors an excuse to have a turn at the dolls,
of which she was as fond as ever; moreover, that she still nursed
them on the quiet, and caressed them with all the old tenderness
when nobody was by, though in company she tried to look as grown-
up as dear old Floss, who was, in many ways, nearly as old as
Methuselah and as wise as Solomon.
"I declare, you bad boy, you have undone nearly an afternoon's
work, and done many a pennyworth of damage. I'll bring an action
against you, Jack, and mamma shall be judge. And here's the
porcelain doll that I called after you, and you were pretending to
wash, left at the bottom of the bath. Of course it's drowned, for no
person could be ten minutes face downwards and under water
without being finished off. However, the little ones can play at
burying him to-morrow—that's something."
This was too much even for Flossie's gravity. She and Jack burst into
a fit of laughing at the idea of the drowned doll and funeral in
prospective, in which Madge joined a moment after, despite her
endeavours to look aggrieved at the sad consequences of Jack's
negligence.
Jack pulled a long face, and held out his hand for the recovered coin,
which Madge at first refused to deliver up.
"Give me a kiss for it, and say you're sorry for all the fuss and the
mischief you have caused," said she.
Madge held out her rosy lip; Jack drew back, shrugged his
shoulders, and looked as if he were going to perform an act of
penance. He gave the pretty lips a very rapid salute, snatched the
coin from Madge, then pulled a wry face and polished his own mouth
on the cuff of his coat.
"Is it such a terrible dose, Jack?" asked Madge, with just a suspicion
of moisture in the corner of her eye, for she could not bear the young
rebel even to pretend anything unloving towards her.
For answer she received a hug that would have been a credit to a
Greenland bear, and quite a little shower of kisses from the boy, who
added, "You knew it was only for fun, Madge. I would not vex you,
dear." And she did, know it.
"Jack's new penny. He lost it, and would not be pacified until at
length it was discovered—but not without enough fuss and turmoil to
make the room in this state—in the very place where he had himself
put it. I offered him another, two others, but nothing save the
particular penny would do. As if the loss of a penny were of any
consequence."
"It is of consequence," said Jack. "I did not want to lose it. I never
like to lose anything, if taking a little trouble will find it. Besides, I
don't believe in being beaten when I know the thing must be
somewhere about, so I was determined not to give in, until I got my
penny back again."
Flossie's book was closed, and her pen wiped and put away in a
moment.
"I have just finished my work, mamma, and am longing for a chat
with you by the fireside. Tell us the story about the penny. Do, there's
a darling."
Mamma's cosy chair was drawn forward, and a little fireside circle
formed instanter. But mamma protested that she never could tell a
story in the midst of a litter, so Madge and Jack began to clear away
with great rapidity. The girl, who was naturally methodical, put things
in their places; the boy made bad worse by the unceremonious
fashion in which he huddled the dolls, their clothing and furniture into
the miniature mansion, and closed the door upon them.
In her eagerness to hear her mother's story Madge forgot to find fault
with Jack, and soon the girls were seated at each side of the family
tale-teller, and the lad stretched on the rug at her feet, his upturned,
intelligent face lighted by the blaze of the cheerful fire, gas having
been vetoed by unanimous consent.
CHAPTER II.
TWENTY years ago two girls might have been seen approaching a
London railway-station. They had evidently been on a shopping
expedition, for they were quite laden with numbers of small parcels,
besides which they had one of considerable bulk, though not very
weighty. A glance at their fine, fresh faces and the lovely colour on
their cheeks suggested the idea that they were country girls on a
visit to the metropolis. Indeed, few persons could have met these
girls without giving them a second glance. One, the elder by several
years, was unusually tall; but her carriage was equally remarkable
for grace and dignity, and her features for almost faultless regularity.
No wonder that she attracted some attention amongst the many
passers-by.
The younger, a girl of eighteen, was also above the middle height,
and although not a beauty like her sister, her face just possessed the
charm which was lacking in the other. It beamed with intelligence,
and seemed to be the reflection of an active mind, a cheerful temper,
and a warm, loving heart.
Even as they passed along, the unselfish character of the younger
was made manifest. She insisted on carrying the larger share of the
parcels, notably the largest of all, which was evidently a source of
considerable annoyance to her beautiful companion, who plainly
deemed these packages infra dig. Though surrounded by strangers,
she glanced round from time to time, to see if, by any chance, some
acquaintance were noticing her, and carried such parcels as she
retained by their loops of string and on the tips of her fingers, as if
under constant protest.
As they were nearing the station the elder girl said, "I am so glad we
are getting near the end of our tramp. You, Lizzie, scarcely seem to
care how many bundles you have about you, if you can only carry
them; but I hate to go along laden just like a pack-horse, and on a
warm day, too. This hot weather makes me look like a
washerwoman."
"It would take a great deal to make you look like a washerwoman,
Edith," replied Lizzie, with a merry laugh. "I never saw you look
better than you do at this moment. I get as red as a peony all over
my face, and you are only rose-coloured, and in the proper places.
Do touch my face with your handkerchief; for mine is deep down in
one of my many pockets, each of which is crammed with odds and
ends of purchases."
They were not going home together after all. They were guests in the
same house; but they had other friends in the neighbourhood
besides those with whom they were staying. Edith, especially, had
many acquaintances, amongst whom she had often visited when in
London on former occasions, and she was going to spend the
evening with an old schoolfellow recently married.
Lizzie, in London for the first time; was a stranger to this married
friend of her sister. She had been invited to accompany Edith; but
had declined, because had she gone she must have disappointed
some quite little children, to whom she considered herself engaged.
"You might have gone with me, Lizzie," said Edith, in a tone of
annoyance. "Just as though it mattered for you to romp with those
little cousins to-night."
"I had promised the children before Mrs. Martin's invitation came,
and these little people feel a disappointment far more than elder
ones do. Besides, I know your friend does not really want me, and
Sam and Nellie do. She only asked me out of civility to you, and you
will enjoy your confab a great deal better by yourselves. Even if Mrs.
Martin did want me, a promise is a promise, and I must keep my
word."
Edith did not say aloud what was passing through her mind. Her
reply was, "Of course you cannot go with me now, as you have not
dressed for the purpose, and I was certain you would go back to
those children in any case. But you will have to take every one of the
parcels and my umbrella. It will not matter, as you take the train
directly, and you can have a cab from the station."
"Oh no, I can manage very well. But, Edith, you forget. I have no
money left. You must give me some."
"And I have very little; only five and sixpence. I cannot go to Mrs.
Martin's without anything in my pocket. If you had not persisted in
buying that Shetland shawl to-day we should have had plenty and to
spare, and if you had let the shop people send it, we need not have
gone about laden like two excursionists."
Lizzie felt just a little bit hurt at her sister's reproof, for Edith's
purchases, which had nearly drained her purse, were all for her own
personal adornment, and helped very considerably to increase the
load which she declined to share. The shawl would add greatly to the
comfort of their rather delicate mother, who needed one which would
combine warmth with extreme lightness, and who had begged the
girls to send one from London with as little delay as possible.
Edith insisted that in such roasting hot weather, the shawl could not
be of any consequence. Lizzie's great desire was to execute her
mother's commission, and to keep her promise.
Again the girl reminded her elder sister of her own moneyless
condition. "However the cash has gone, Edith, it is gone, and I
suppose the railway people will not give me a ticket for nothing. You
must spare me something in the shape of a coin. I will do with as
little as possible. I can pay the cabman from my money at home."
"The fare is only fourpence," said Edith, taking out her purse and
abstracting the only small coin in it. "I suppose this sixpence will do.
By the bye, it is my train that goes at the quarter; yours is at the half-
hour, so you will have to wait by yourself."