In
1905, Little, Brown, and Company published The
Ballingtons by Frances Squire Potter. The novel, a tale of love and relationships
that dealt heavily with issues of finance and freedom, was well-received.
Professor Zeublin of the University of Chicago’s sociology department once used
it as a reference book, considering it the best handling, in fiction, of the economic
dependence of women. To me, the book felt a little old fashioned (having been
published over 110 years ago), but the quality of Potter’s writing and the
insight into her work that I gained from learning about her personal history
made it a worthwhile read. [The novel is available for free at https://books.google.com]
Minneapolis
Journal Oct. 12, 1905,
available through
newspapers.com
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“He looked on with scarcely concealed irritation at her devotion to their children. He told her that she was getting morbid, allowing them to absorb her duty to him.” The Ballingtons, p. 259
Portrait of
Frances Squire Potter as a young woman,
courtesy of
Elmira College Archives, Gannett-Tripp
Library, Elmira
College, Elmira, N.Y.
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Portrait of Mary
Gray Peck, courtesy of
Elmira College
Archives, Gannett-Tripp
Library, Elmira
College, Elmira, N.Y.
|
“Their regular correspondence had developed an unexpected strength and depth in their friendship. Their mental companionship had become a confirmed and eager necessity for both.” The Ballingtons, p. 260
It
was while Potter was at Cambridge that she began cultivating her reputation as
“one of America’s most magnetic and telling woman orators,” according to the Fort Wayne Daily News. She was attending
a banquet of the Society of American Women in London when one of the speakers
launched a scathing attack on Americans. Potter’s eloquent response helped
propel her into a new career as a lecturer. As an extension lecturer at the
University of Minnesota, she spoke on a wide range of topics including The
Bible as Literature, Charles Darwin, The Italian Renaissance, Moliere and the
Open Road, Women and Economics, and Theatres in Shakespeare’s Time.
Portrait of France Squire Potter |
Potter
believed that one day men and women would meet on the same mental plane. She
was quoted in an article in the Los Angeles Times, May 28, 1910 as saying, “I
do not see any reason why women should not be judges, jurors, lawyers and
policemen as well as school teachers. … There is to be no immediate or
startling development in the movement, but it will gradually make its way. As
it does so, artificial barriers between men and women will be taken down.”
Evansville Press
(Indiana), July 5, 1912,
available through
newspapers.com
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Potter
explored the issues of financial dependence beautifully in The Ballingtons. She created complex, distinctive characters, both
men and women, who were often at odds over money and the power that money
provided to control and manipulate others. She masterfully used her skill at
writing fiction to delve into the complexities of subject.
“Once or twice she gathered courage to ask Ferdinand for little sums of money, but he usually replied by inquiring what she wished, and then buying it for her himself.” The Ballingtons, p. 155
Frances
Squire Potter passed away in her home in Chicago on March 25, 1914 after an
extended illness. She was just 47 years old. Her body was brought back to
Elmira and rests in Woodlawn Cemetery. That she had touched many people’s lives
was evidenced in the numerous telegrams and wreaths that were send by friends,
former colleagues, acquaintances, and civil organization in condolence to her
family. Her work as an educator, author, lecturer, and activist would be sorely
missed. Just days before her death, social activist Jane Addams said of her, “I
cannot conceive of the death of a woman that would be a greater loss to the
women of this country than the death of Mrs. Potter will be.”
Portrait of
Frances Squire Potter, courtesy of
Elmira College
Archives, Gannett-Tripp Library,
Elmira College,
Elmira, N.Y.
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“They stood motionless, listening and waiting for the beating of the heart to stop. Slower and slower came the labored breaths – there was a pause – another breath – and the wait – the wait – until the end of time, the wait.” The Ballingtons, p. 70
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