Five Windows by D.E. Stevenson (1953)

 

Five Windows follows the life of David Kirke beginning with his childhood growing up in a Scottish village. The author looked at David’s life through five different windows which represented the five places where he lived during his life up until he was in his early twenties. Starting off with his early years with his father, a minister in the local church, his mother and old Meg, it is a lovely story of family relationships and David’s journey into adult life. 

The First Window 

David’s early years with his parents were sheltered and lovingly nurtured. He developed a kind and sensitive nature with a deeply imbedded sense of morality that kept him anchored through the many changes and experiences of life. He experienced the loss of Malcolm, a local shepherd and a good friend when he enlisted as a soldier at the outbreak of the Second World War. David poured his grief into writing and discovered that he had a gift. 

The Second Window 

David moved away from his home in the village to Edinburgh to attend school.  He lived with his Uncle Matthew here and met his Aunt Etta, whom his uncle considered to be quite mad. David enjoys visiting her and his kindness to her has an important consequence later on. 

The Third Window 

David decided to go to London instead of staying in Edinburgh working at his uncle’s business. When his initial plan to get accommodation with a friend falls through, he takes lodging in a dingy boarding house in the city. It was here where he discovered the darker side of human nature. David’s upbringing and his trusting nature made him easy to manipulate until he learned how to stand up against those who just wanted to take advantage of his generosity. Not one of residents of the boarding house, including the woman who ran the place, were agreeable people. They were all quite selfish, miserable, stingy and played on David’s lack of experience in dealing with opportunistic people. 

The Fourth Window 

After a couple of eye-opening situations, David realised that he had to get out of the boarding house. One day he inadvertently finds a place to let with a window looking out over a bookshop and his life takes a new direction. 

The Fifth Window 

I really like how D.E. Stevenson brings everything together in the final part of this book. David has matured and wisened up without becoming cynical in the process. Although disappointed by previous relationships he has made some good friends. He now knows what he wants to do with his life and who he wants to spend it with. 

Five Windows was written in the first person as D.E. Stevenson wanted to put herself, ‘into the skin of a little boy and see the world through his eyes.’ She did this admirably. The story is told in simple language. In the Foreword to her book, the author mentioned that people have criticised David and told her he was a sap – too good to be true:

‘But he is not intended to be a “hero.” And surely, even in this sophisticated world, there must still be Davids. Perhaps they feel a little bewildered when they venture forth and meet with dragons. David did not know much about Life, he did not even know much about himself…I think it would be true to say that Five Windows gave me more pleasure to write than any of my other books.’ 

Highly recommended as an encouraging and gentle ''coming of age'' story.

The Young Clementina (1935) by D.E. Stevenson

 

I've been splurging on two authors in the last couple of years. Mary Stewart is one and the other is D.E.Stevenson. Mary Stewart was a new author I was introduced to through a friend and although I'd read one of Stevenson's books a few years ago, her books weren't readily available here. If you like a bit of action, feisty heroines and a variety of settings, then I’d recommend Mary Stewart. D.E. Stevenson’s books are softer and more domestic but they are lovely to read, she has a focus on the natural world and her stories are often set in her homeland of Scotland.

There is a sameness in the individual plot structures of each of these authors. I’ve linked to reviews I’ve written about some of Mary Stewart’s books above that will give you an idea of her style. Stevenson’s plots, at least in the novels I’ve read so far, focus on quite young women who have often had difficult or disrupted childhoods. They are unworldly, vulnerable, and generally under confident.

The Young Clementina departs a little from this as the main protagonist is in her thirties, and the man she loved in her teens and expected to marry, married someone else. It is darker and sadder than some of her other books. with a gritty realism in parts and if I didn’t know at the beginning that it was published in 1935, I would have put it after WWII and not before.
The main protagonist is not Clementina and I wondered why the title is what it is, but she is a key person in this story even though we meet her later in the book and she isn’t in it for very long. 

Two roads are open to me, one lonely but well known, peaceful and uneventful; the other full of dangers and difficulties which I cannot foresee.

Charlotte had been living on her own in a bleak flat in London for twelve years. She had grown up with Garth, a close neighbour, and had expected they would be married but when WWI broke out he had gone with all the other young men to fight for his country. Unlike many of the others who went, he returned, but he was changed.

The boy that I had known so well was a gentle-natured creature, considerate to others and somewhat self-effacing. This man who had come back in his place was ruthless, almost brutal at times. I told myself that the war had changed Garth’s nature…

Charlotte realised one night that it was all over between them and that Garth had gone from her forever. It was then that she moved to London and settled into a lonely but peaceful existence working in a private library reviewing travel books.

Separation

THERE is a mountain and a wood between us,
Where the lone shepherd and late bird have seen us
Morning and noon and eventide repass.
Between us now the mountain and the wood
Seem standing darker than last year they stood,
And say we must not cross—alas! alas!

– Walter Savage Landor

This has been my favourite book by Stevenson so far. It is more layered than some of her others and there was a sense of mystery throughout. The characters were interesting, and as with the author’s other books her sense of humour was evident, but in The Young Clementina that only surfaced in one character:

Mrs. Cope – the straight talking, outspoken cleaning lady who was a good friend to the lonely Charlotte:

Mrs. Cope looked around the court and preened herself; she was not in the last frightened, nor dismayed. Is there another country in the world where a woman of Mrs. Cope’s class and upbringing could face a judge and jury in a crowded court with confidence in their integrity and in her own rectitude? Is there another country in the world that could produce a Mrs. Cope?

Kitty – another main character and Charlotte’s younger sister who was selfish, spoiled and devious:

Kitty had become an undisciplined woman…I realised, too, that Kitty had coarsened, not physically – for her body had been cared for with unremitting skill and attention – but coarsened mentally, or perhaps spiritually would be nearer the truth…The coarsening of her mental fibres dismayed me. It was more grief to realise her degeneration, than to contemplate the mess she had made of her life, for the one was an inner and the fundamental thing and the other was merely fortuitous…
I should have been more help to her in her hour of need if she had not shut me out of her life so completely for twelve years.

This was a poignant story that fully engaged my attention. Charlotte’s loneliness and confusion over the lost relationship with Garth was very touching and Stevenson balanced Charlotte’s sorrow at the lost relationship with the feeling of peace she felt in not being in a position to be hurt by the man she still loved.

When I had recovered sufficiently I went and sat in Kensington Gardens and watched the children playing. I felt weak and silly, and the happiness of the children, as they ran about and shouted at each other, touched a spring in my heart…I had missed all that in my life – all the joys of normal womanhood – I was a very lonely woman, on the way to a lonely old age.

Charlotte’s acceptance of her life in London shielded her heart and given her some contentment but she was sunk in a groove that made her shrink from any change. But now she had a decision to make – to risk further misery and pain and face a prospect that terrifies her or to stay in the old groove of her life in books, dreams and loneliness.

I loved this story of loss and new beginnings and a woman’s search for truth. A very satisfying and compassionate story!

According to Wikipedia this title was published as Divorced From Reality in 1935 (alternate title: Miss Dean’s Dilemma; and was republished in 1966 as The Young Clementina)

 

Spring Magic (1942) by D.E. Stevenson

 

In his Introduction to Spring Magic, Alexander McCall Smith writes that D. E. Stevenson’s books,

‘…eluded the sort of classification that reviewers and scholars like to engage in. They are not simple romances; nor are they anything that would today be recognised as thrillers. They are in a category of their own: clearly-written straightforward tales that take the reader through a clear plot and reach a recognisable and unambiguous ending. The appeal that they have for the contemporary reader lies in the fact that there is no artifice in these books…These are gentle books, very fitting for times of uncertainty and conflict. Some books can be prescribed for anxiety - these are in that category. And it is an honourable and important one.’

Spring Magic is a delightful story with likeable characters and a sprinkling of humour. It is gentle in that it isn’t a nail-biting thriller, but it does have a certain amount of tension that kept me turning the pages and staying up late to finish it. Set during the Second World War, the story takes place in both the Highlands of Scotland and later in London, and it doesn’t ignore the social upheaval and uncertainty of that time.

Twenty-five-year-old Frances Field had lost both her parents before she was four years of age and had gone to live with the Wheelers, her uncle and his wife, in London. They were old-fashioned, had no children of their own, and didn’t want a child in the house, but there was no one else to take her, so to them she went.
As Frances grew older, Mrs. Wheeler found her to be very useful and as she herself was very lazy and professed to be an invalid, Frances basically took on the running of their large house.
When the war started Frances was keen to help in some way but Mrs. Wheeler ‘couldn’t manage without her.’ One day Dr Digby came to attend the ‘invalid’ and as Frances saw him to the door, he told her that there was nothing the matter with her aunt except laziness. He suggested to Frances that she should take a holiday. She had slaved for her aunt for years and had been blind to the fact that her aunt was always well enough to do anything she wanted. It would do her aunt good if she had to hustle around a bit.

‘It was odd that she had reached the age of twenty-five without having decided what sort of a person she was - or wanted to be. It was because she had never had a chance to follow her own inclinations nor to develop her personality.’

Frances felt invisible. She had a yielding personality and as she did not like scenes, she allowed herself to be dominated and repressed by her aunt. Dr. Digby had planted a seed in her mind and when the bombs began to fall on London she made her decision to leave. She wanted to go somewhere where she could think. She had seen a picture of Cairn, a coastal village in Scotland, at the Academy in London and had made up her mind that someday she would go there. Now was her chance.

The beauty of the place, the eccentricity and charm of the local folk, the friendship of three army wives, and a potential romance help her get back her own soul. She had never had to make her own decisions and at first found choosing between even small things difficult to do, but in this new environment she found freedom and became accustomed to making her own decisions and knowing her own mind.
This is only the second book I’ve read by D. E. Stevenson. I think the first was Sarah’s Cottage but that was about twenty years ago and I can’t remember much of it but I liked this one so much that I’ll be looking out for more of her books. Her characters were interesting and explored more fully over the course of the story. She contrasted two particular characters by their attitude to work and how that attitude extended to their relationships - a careless, slack outlook wasn’t confined to just one area of life; it permeated across into other areas.

Some favourite bits:

‘An epidemic of whooping-cough which was racking the children and disturbing their parent’s nights seemed much more real than the war.’

‘Miss Stalker was a small woman with a large nose and thick black eyebrows - it was her nose and eyebrows that you saw first - the rest of Miss Stalker seemed to be attached to these striking features.’

‘I don’t know whether you have realised what an extremely altruistic person I am. I have always been renowned for the way in which I sacrifice my own interests to the interests of my friends. For instance, when I was six years old I was very ill after eating a whole box of chocolates which belonged to my sister - I did it merely to save her from a similar fate.’

'Several girls had fallen rather heavily for (him) - nice girls too - but he had not even noticed the fact; he had remained heart-whole.'

 'Heart-whole' is a description I hadn't heard of until recently and it has popped up in some other books of this vintage.