Book Notes: Anthony Trollope’s Cousin Henry

Trollope is my favorite Victorian novelist, both as a writer and a human being, and I always read something by him when weather gets colder and nights grew longer because he’s such a cozy author. What an extraordinary culture the one that he describes! What a lovely way of being! The system of property relations and the legal system are just amazing, especially if you are aware what was in existence in other places at the time. If you believe that Jane Austen didn’t write enough, you should be reading Trollope who wrote a stunning lot and in a similar, if somewhat more complex and elevated fashion.

Cousin Henry is an uncharacteristically short novel about the costs of indecisiveness. The Welsh squire Indefer Jones and his nephew Henry Jones are tragically indecisive, and the way that the author immerses us in their inner travails is priceless. The reason the Joneses vacillate so much is that they can’t figure out how to reconcile what they want with the strict moral code that was inculcated in them since infancy. This is Victorian literature, so of course, the moral code always wins, and that’s a good thing in Trollope’s universe of characters and events.

Some of Trollope’s novels can get heavy but Cousin Henry is very easy to read, clear and to-the-point. If you don’t have a lot of time to read but want to experience something high-quality, this novel could be just the ticket.