The Diary of Alice James
The Diary of Alice James, journal kept by Alice James for the last four years of her life, beginning in 1889, until her death at the age of 43 on March 6, 1892. She was born on August 7, 1848, the youngest of five children born to American philosophical theologian Henry James. Although she did attend school, she was not afforded the education enjoyed by her more famous brothers, William and Henry. She taught history for a correspondence school for three years when she was in her late 20s. She never married or left the home of her parents. Her brothers immediately recognized the great quality of her writing, but they resisted publishing the diary because it included discussions of living people. It at last appeared in print in 1934, and a more definitive edition of The Diary of Alice James was published in 1964.
Alice James begins her diary: “I think that if I get into the habit of writing a bit about what happens, or rather doesn’t happen, I may lose a little of the sense of loneliness and desolation which abides with me.” At that point in her life, James was 40 years old and had spent the best part of 20 years as an invalid, having been diagnosed with a wide variety of complaints ranging from hysteria to neurasthenia.
The journal starts off on a decidedly somber note, but it proves to be an energetic and witty collection of observations. James cultivated a rich inner life, and much of her work focuses on her experience of illness. Her writing also reflects her keen interest in current affairs. She was particularly sympathetic to Home Rule for Ireland. Not surprisingly, James was a bibliophile, and her diary is full of her opinions about various books. As well as reading, James drew great comfort from nature (although she rarely went out of doors) and her friendship with nurse-companion Katharine Peabody Loring.
When James was diagnosed with breast cancer, she rejoiced: “Ever since I have been ill, I have longed and longed for some palpable disease...” She died 10 months later, in 1892. Feminist scholars have proposed that James’s illnesses were symptomatic of Victorian patriarchy and intellectual repression. If she had not lived under the shadow of illness and her two famous brothers, one wonders if she may have achieved the success of such contemporaries as Emily Dickinson or Louisa May Alcott. Her diary nevertheless stands up in its own right as an intelligent chronicle of a privileged yet restricted life, and it affords an interesting view of late-Victorian society.