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“Praying with Jane” – a Review by Laura Boyle

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In Praying with Jane, Rachel Dodge has managed to present Jane Austen’s life “in a style entirely new”, taking a closer look at the heart behind the one of the most beloved authors of all time. Much of what is known of Jane’s life comes in the form of her (censored) letters and the reminiscences of family members. While these details paint a cheerful and amusing picture, that which made Jane, Jane, lies at the heart of the three existing prayers we have that she wrote for use during evening prayers. We do not know why she wrote them- whether out of an overflow of devotion or at the bequest of some family member, but the serious, heartfelt tone, when examined, adds a deeper shade to our understanding of the writer.  These are no “vain repetitions”, but rather intimate, whole life lessons, summing up the core values of a woman once noted for her desire for anonymity.

In this book, Rachel Dodge closely examines each line of each prayer, in a day by day format, allowing for a 31 day devotional, to be used either in succession, or occasionally. Using Jane’s own historical background as well as Ms. Dodge’s extensive knowledge of Austen’s fictional works, the prayers are placed into context in Jane’s life, along with insightful ways to apply them to our own, often busy, lives. Each day includes related scripture as well as a call to prayer and worship as the reader seeks to apply Jane’s prayers to her own life. This breaking down works amazingly well to draw out the depth of Austen’s own writing and brings the reader a greater appreciation of Austen’s already acknowledged genius with language and the human heart.

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Jane Austen’s Bracelet

Included in the collection at Jane Austen’s House Museum at Chawton are a few pieces of jewellery owned by the Austen women. These include Jane’s gold and turquoise ring, and the topaz crosses brought back from a voyage by the Austen’s younger brother, Charles. Both of these are available at the Jane Austen Gift Shop as beautiful replica pieces. And now, due to great demand, we have at last added our version of the third piece: Jane’s lovely beaded bracelet.

Jane Austen's Bracelet
Courtesy Jane Austen’s House Museum / Peter Smith
Our lovely new replica

Made exclusively for us in Somerset, each bracelet is intricately hand strung with Miyuki Glass Seed Beads, and completed with a Sterling Silver Gold Plated Box Clasp. It’s a must for fans and collectors alike, as well as a delightful accessory in its own right.

Even Jane approves..!

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Oxford asks: Which Jane?

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by Elizabeth Jane Timms

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As part of the 200th anniversary events to commemorate Jane Austen’s death, the Bodleian Libraries launched its major summer 2017 exhibition in June, asking the intriguing question to its visitors – “Which Jane”? The exhibition seeks to challenge previously held views of Jane, arguing that she was perhaps, driven by ambition, as we might understand a career woman in the modern sense. “Which Jane” is complimented by a superb array of Austen material – some of which will be on public display for the first time – and a programme of events which will run alongside the exhibition, such as the free lecture on the special project to recreate Jane’s brown silk pelisse coat, today in the collections of Hampshire Council. Other free lectures seek to explore Jane’s relationship with her publishers, Thomas Egerton and John Murray, to ask whether or not Jane’s experience as a woman writing at the time was a typical one, and whether in fact, they took professional risks in publishing her work. Continue reading Oxford asks: Which Jane?

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On Each Return of the Night: A Prayer by Jane Aust


Give us grace, Almighty Father, so to pray, as to deserve to be heard, to address thee with our hearts, as with our lips. Thou art every where present, from thee no secret can be hid. May the knowledge of this teach us to fix our thoughts on thee, with reverence and devotion that we pray not in vain.

Look with mercy on the sins we have this day committed and in mercy make us feel them deeply, that our repentance may be sincere and our resolution steadfast of endeavoring against the commission of such in future. Teach us to understand the sinfulness of our own hearts, and bring to our knowledge every fault of temper and every evil habit in which we have indulged to the discomfort of our fellow-creatures, and the danger of our own souls.

May we now, and on each return of night, consider how the past day has been spent by us, what have been our prevailing thoughts, words, and actions during it, and how far we can acquit ourselves of evil. Have we thought irreverently of thee, have we disobeyed thy commandments, have we neglected any known duty, or willingly given pain to any human being? Incline us to ask our hearts these questions oh! God, and save us from deceiving ourselves by pride or vanity.

Give us a thankful sense of the blessings in which we live, of the many comforts of our lot; that we may not deserve to lose them by discontent or indifference….

Jane Austen

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A Second Prayer By Jane Austen

Almighty God!

Look down with mercy on thy servants here assembled and accept the petitions now offered up unto thee. Pardon oh! God the offences of the past day. We are conscious of many frailties; we remember with shame and contrition, many evil thoughts and neglected duties; and we have perhaps sinned against thee and against our fellow-creatures in many instances of which we have no remembrance. Pardon oh God! whatever thou has seen amiss in us, and give us a stronger desire of resisting every evil inclination and weakening every habit of sin. Thou knowest the infirmity of our nature, and the temptations which surround us. Be thou merciful, oh heavenly Father! to creatures so formed and situated. We bless thee for every comfort of our past and present existence, for our health of body and of mind and for every other source of happiness which thou hast bountifully bestowed on us and with which we close this day, imploring their continuance from thy fatherly goodness, with a more grateful sense of them, than they have hitherto excited. May the comforts of every day, be thankfully felt by us, may they prompt a willing obedience of thy commandments and a benevolent spirit toward every fellow-creature.

Have mercy oh gracious Father! upon all that are now suffering from whatsoever cause, that are in any circumstance of danger or distress. Give them patience under every affliction, strengthen, comfort and relieve them.

To thy goodness we commend ourselves this night beseeching thy protection of us through its darkness and dangers. We are helpless and dependent; graciously preserve us. For all whom we love and value, for every friend and connection, we equally pray; however divided and far asunder, we know that we are alike before thee, and under thine eye. May we be equally united in thy faith and fear, in fervent devotion towards thee, and in thy merciful protection this night. Pardon oh Lord! the imperfections of these our prayers, and accept them through the mediation of our blessed saviour, in whose holy words, we further address thee.

Our Father which are in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.

Jane Austen

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Another Day Now Gone: Jane Austen’s Third Prayer


Father of Heaven! whose goodness has brought us in safety to the close of this day, dispose our hearts in fervent prayer. Another day is now gone, and added to those, for which we were before accountable. Teach us almighty father, to consider this solemn truth, as we should do, that we may feel the importance of every day, and every hour as it passes, and earnestly strive to make a better use of what thy goodness may yet bestow on us, than we have done of the time past.

Give us grace to endeavour after a truly Christian spirit to seek to attain that temper of forbearance and patience of which our blessed saviour has set us the highest example; and which, while it prepares us for the spiritual happiness of the life to come, will secure to us the best enjoyment of what this world can give. Incline us oh God! to think humbly of ourselves, to be severe only in the examination of our own conduct, to consider our fellow-creatures with kindness, and to judge of all they say and do with that charity which we would desire from them ourselves.

We thank thee with all our hearts for every gracious dispensation, for all the blessings that have attended our lives, for every hour of safety, health and peace, of domestic comfort and innocent enjoyment. We feel that we have been blessed far beyond any thing that we have deserved; and though we cannot but pray for a continuance of all these mercies, we acknowledge our unworthiness of them and implore thee to pardon the presumption of our desires.

Keep us oh! Heavenly Father from evil this night. Bring us in safety to the beginning of another day and grant that we may rise again with every serious and religious feeling which now directs us.

May thy mercy be extended over all mankind, bringing the ignorant to the knowledge of thy truth, awakening the impenitent, touching the hardened. Look with compassion upon the afflicted of every condition, assuage the pangs of disease, comfort the broken in spirit.

More particularly do we pray for the safety and welfare of our own family and friends wheresoever dispersed, beseeching thee to avert from them all material and lasting evil of body or mind; and may we by the assistance of thy holy spirit so conduct ourselves on earth as to secure an eternity of happiness with each other in thy heavenly kingdom. Grant this most merciful Father, for the sake of our blessed saviour in whose holy name and words we further address thee.

Our Father which are in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.

Jane Austen

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A Poem to Francis Austen on the Birth of his Son

Jane Austen was, by all accounts, a doting Aunt. This letter, written in verse form to her brother Francis Austen, celbrates the birth of his son on July 26, 1809.

My dearest Frank, I wish you joy

Of Mary’s safety with a boy,

Whose birth has given little pain,

Compared with that of Mary Jane.

May he a growing Blessing prove,

And well deserve his Parents Love!

Endow’d with Art’s & Nature’s Good,

Thy name possessing with thy Blood;

In him, in all his ways, may we

Another Francis William see! —

Thy infant days may he inherit,

Thy warmth, nay insolence of spirit; —

We would not with one fault dispense

To weaken the resemblance.

May he revive thy Nursery sin,

Peeping as daringly within,

(His curley Locks but just descried)

With, ‘Bet, my be not come to bide.’

Fearless of danger, braving pain,

And threatened very oft in vain,

Still may one Terror daunt his soul,

One needful engine of controul

Be found in this sublime array,

A neighbouring Donkey’s aweful Bray! —

So may his equal faults as Child

Produce Maturity as mild.

His saucy words & fiery ways

In early Childhood’s pettish days

In Manhood shew his Father’s mind,

Like him considerate & kind;

All Gentleness to those around,

And eager only not to wound.

Then like his Father too, he must,

To his own former struggles just,

Feel his Deserts with honest Glow,

And all his self-improvement know.

A native fault may thus give birth

To the best blessing, conscious worth. —

As for ourselves, we’re very well,

As unaffected prose will tell.

Cassandra’s pen will give our state

The many comforts that await

Our Chawton home — how much we find

Already in it, to our mind,

And how convinced that when complete,

It will all other Houses beat

That ever have been made or mended,

With rooms concise, or rooms distended.

You’ll find us very snug next year;

Perhaps with Charles & Fanny near

For now it often does delight us

To fancy them just over-right us.


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To Miss Fanny Catherine Austen

My Dear Niece

As I am prevented by the great distance between Rowling and Steventon from superintending Your

Education Myself, the care of which will probably on that account devolve on your Father &

Mother, I think it it my particular Duty to prevent your feeling as much as possible the want

of my personal instructions, by addressing to You on paper my Opinions & Admonitions on the

conduct of Young Women, which you will find expressed in the following pages. —

I am my dear Neice
Your affectionate Aunt

The Author


The Female Philosopher —
A Letter


My Dear Louisa

Your friend Mr. Millar called upon us yesterday in his way to Bath, whither he is going for

his health; two of his daughters were with him, but the oldest & the three Boys are with their

Mother in Sussex. Though you have often told me that Miss Millar was remarkably handsome, you

never mentioned anything of her Sisters’ beauty; yet they are certainly extremely pretty. I’ll

give you their description. — Julia is eighteen; with a countenance in which Modesty, Sense,

& Dignity are happily blended, she has a form which at once presents you with Grace, Elegance,

& Symmetry. Charlotte, who is just Sixteen, is shorter than her Sister, and though her figure

cannot boast the easy dignity of Julia’s, yet it has a pleasing plumpness which is in a

different way as estimable. She is fair & her face is expressive sometimes of softness the

most bewitching, and at others of Vivacity the most striking. She appears to have infinite wit

and a good humour unalterable; her conversation during the half hour they set with us, was

replete with humorous Sallies, Bonmots & repartees; while the sensible, the amiable Julia

uttered Sentiments of Morality worthy of a heart like her own. Mr. Millar appeared to answer

the character I had always received of him. My Father met him with that look of Love, that

social Shake, & cordial kiss which marked his gladness at beholding an old & valued friend

from whom thro’ various circumstances he had been separated nearly twenty Years. Mr. Millar

observed (and very justly too) that many events had befallen each during that interval of

time, which gave occasion to the lovely Julia for making most sensible reflections on the many

changes in their situation which so long a period had occasioned, on the advantages of some, &

the disadvantages of others. From this subject she made a short digression to the instability

of human pleasures & the uncertainty of their duration, which led her to observe that all

earthly Joys must be imperfect. She was proceeding to illustrate this doctrine by examples

from the Lives of great Men, when the Carriage came to the Door and the amiable Moralist with

her Father & Sister was obliged to depart; but not without a promise of spending five or six

months with us on their return. We of course mentioned you, and I assure you that ample

Justice was done to your Merits by all. “Louisa Clarke (said I) is in general a very pleasant

Girl, yet sometimes her good humour is clouded by Peevishness, Envy, & Spite. She neither

wants Understanding nor is without some pretensions to Beauty, but these are so very trifling,

that the value she sets on her personal charms, & the adoration she expects them to be

offered, are at once a striking example of her vanity, her pride, & her folly.” So said I, &

to my opinion everyone added weight by the concurrence of their own.

your affectionate
Arabella Smythe

A Letter from a Young Lady, whose feeling being too Strong for her Judgement, led her into the

commission of Errors which her Heart disapproved. —

Many have been the cares & vicissitudes of my past life, my beloved Ellinor, & the only

consolation I feel for their bitterness is that on a close examination of my conduct, I am

convinced that I have strictly deserved them. I murdered my father at a very early period of

my Life, I have since murdered my Mother, and I am now going to murder my Sister. I have

changed my religion so often that at present I have not an idea of any left. I have been a

perjured witness in every public tryal for these past twelve Years; and I have forged my own

will. In short, there is scarcely a crime that I have not committed. — But I am now going to

reform. Colonel Martin of the Horse guards has paid his Addresses to me, & we are to be

married in a few days. As there is something singular in our Courtship, I will give you an

account of it. Col. Martin is the second son of the late Sir John Martin, who died immensely

rich, but bequeathing only one hundred thousand pound a piece to his three younger Children,

left the bulk of his fortune, about eight Million, to the present Sir Thomas. Upon his small

pittance the Colonel lived tolerably contented for nearly four months, when he took it into

his head to determine on getting the whole of his eldest Brother’s Estate. A new will was

forged & the Colonel produced it in Court — but nobody would swear to it’s being the right

Will except himself, & he had sworn so much that nobody beleived him. At that moment, I

happened to be passing by the door of the Court, and was beckoned in by the Judge, who told

the Colonel that I was a Lady ready to witness anything for the cause of Justice, & advised

him to apply to me. In short, the Affair was soon adjusted. The Colonel & I Swore to its’

being the right will, & Sir Thomas has been obliged to resign all his illgotten Wealth. The

Colonel in gratitude waited on me the next day with an offer of his hand. — I am now going to

murder my Sister.

Yours Ever.

Anna Parker

A Tour through Wales —
in a Letter from a young Lady —


My Dear Clara

I have been so long on the ramble that I have not till now had it in my power to thank you for

your Letter. — We left our dear home on last Monday month; and proceeded on our tour through

Wales, which is a principality contiguous to England and gives the title to the Prince of

Wales. We travelled on horseback by preference. My Mother rode upon our little pony, & Fanny &

I walked by her side or rather ran, for my Mother is so fond of riding fast that She galloped

all the way. You may be sure that we were in a fine perspiration when we came to our place of

resting. Fanny has taken a great many Drawings of the Country, which are very beautiful, tho’

perhaps not such exact resemblances as might be wished, from their being taken as she ran

along. It would astonish you to see all the Shoes we wore out in our Tour. We determined to

take a good Stock with us & therefore each took a pair of our own besides those we set off in.

However we were obliged to have them both capped & heelpeiced at Carmarthen, & at last when

they were quite gone, Mama was so kind as to lend us a pair of blue Sattin Slippers, of which

we each took one and hopped home from Hereford delightfully —

I am your ever affectionate

Elizabeth Johnson

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