
Everybody's heard of Henry VIII, but what of his father, Henry VII? The founder of the Tudor dynasty was a usurper who had little claim to the English throne, but proved to be an extremely modern monarch, who found that he could control his people by surveillance and by manipulating markets rather than simply by waging war.
Now, English historian Thomas Penn has written "Winter King: Henry VII
and the Dawn of Tudor England" (Simon & Schuster). During Henry
VII's 25-year reign, the War of the Roses continued, with skirmishes and
battles of every kind -- then gradually drew to a close. The king had
made a brilliant match with Elizabeth of York, who gave him six children
-- enough for a dynasty. But after his wife, whom he deeply loved, died,
he grew steadily more paranoid and the micromanaging of his kingdom
that had been an asset became a liability. Penn brings an era which is
not often written about vividly to life.

Then there's Natalie Dykstra's "Clover Adams: A Gilded and Heartbreaking
Life" (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt). Little has been written about Marian
"Clover" Adams, née Hooper, the wife of Henry Adams (as in "The
Education of..."), who was removed from her husband's celebrated
autobiography because she committed suicide at 42, after 16 years of
marriage and a long period of depression. When Henry originally said he
wanted to marry her, his brother Charles objected, saying of her family,
"Heavens! -- No! -- They're all crazy as coots." Sadly, Charles turned
out to be right. One of Clover's aunts, Sue Bigelow, had killed herself
years before, and both her siblings, Edward Hooper and Ellen Gurney,
took their own lives after her death. (Ironically, there was also
remarkable longevity in her family, and two of her nieces lived to be
over 100, and another over 90, extraordinary for women born in the
1870s.) Two years before she died, Clover, whom Henry James considered a
great wit, had discovered photography in earnest, and one of the
interesting features of this biography is Dykstra's extensive
explication of Clover's photos. But she was so self-conscious about her
own appearance that she disliked being photographed, hid her face when
she was shot and, unlike most women of her class, never had her portrait
painted. Curiously, even her husband emphasized more than once in
letters to friends before their marriage that she was not a beauty.
Dykstra suggests that his habit of enjoying the company of beautiful
women (probably platonically) in the latter part of their marriage
contributed to his wife's depression.

Next comes Richard Davenport-Hines' new book, "Voyagers of the Titanic:
Passengers, Sailors, Shipbuilders, Aristocrats, and the Worlds They Came
From" (William Morrow), which surprisingly manages to say something
new about the disaster -- the 100th anniversary of the event is on April
14 and 15. Julian Fellowes, creator and executive producer of "Downton
Abbey," has filmed a four-part miniseries, "Titanic," to mark the
occasion, which will debut on ABC in the U.S., beginning April 14.
Davenport-Hines meticulously combed through the records left by
survivors and other archival material.
Particularly interesting
is his detailed accounts of the way in which the lifeboats were loaded
and the order in which they left. He also describes the role that women
played in boats; some of the sailors didn't know how to row, and it was
the women who often took charge and did it themselves, among them the
redoubtable Scottish peeress Lady Rothes.
Also notable is the description of the amount of disinformation
disseminated by the daily newspapers in the U.S. Then there's the way in
which the British papers spun the disaster to make it seem as if the
incident, with its famous women-and-children-first procedures, was an
illustration of the cultural superiority of England. The Titanic was
traveling too fast, wireless messages warning of ice were ignored and
the hole in the side of the liner, Davenport-Hines writes, was made when
the captain made the mistake of turning the ship, rather than facing
the iceberg head-on. (The granddaughter of Charles Lightoller -- the
second officer on the ship and the highest-ranking one who survived --
however, blames a steering error which inadvertently took the ship right
instead of left, and the fact that Captain Edward Smith ordered that
the ship continue to move after it hit the iceberg.) Another survivor,
J. Bruce Ismay -- chairman and managing director of the White Star Line,
which owned the ship -- was blamed for the disaster, and he was certainly
responsible for reducing the number of lifeboats from 48 to 20 to make
room for more luxurious features. The accident led to a number of signal
changes in established naval procedures.

"Five Bells," by the noted Australian writer Gail Jones (Picador), is a
novel set in a very different watery setting -- Sydney's Circular Quay.
Jones creates an engrossing narrative which follows four characters over
the course of one day. Pei Xing is a Chinese immigrant whose parents
were killed and who was imprisoned during the Cultural Revolution;
James, a teacher, feels consuming guilt over the drowning of a child in
his care; Ellie, his high-school sweetheart, has moved from a small
Australian town to the big city, obsessed by their early romance, and
Catherine, a journalist and recent immigrant from Ireland, is haunted by
the death of her brother in a car crash. (The title refers to the
ringing of a ship's bells to mark certain specific sailors' watches.)
There are many beautiful picture books about, but one of the most
appealing is Thames & Hudson's "Beaton in Vogue," edited by
Josephine Ross, which traces the life and very luxe times of the protean
photographer/illustrator/costume designer. Particularly intriguing (and
rarely seen in America) are his World War II photos, from a shot of a
Union Jack flying in the

rubble of Bloomsbury Square to a scene of WRNS
officers dining in the Painted Hall, Greenwich, to a view of a Gurkha
sniper in Burma. It's also amusing to revisit Beaton's own writing on
fashion, in such pieces as "Putting on Local Colour" (1931), in which he
describes what the fashionable woman should buy when traveling and how
to wear -- and not to wear -- it. And, of course, Beaton's drawings
throughout have great charm.

Also impressive is "The Steins Collect" (San Francisco Museum of Modern
Art/the Yale University Press), edited by Janet Bishop, Cecile Debray
and Rebecca Rabinow, the companion book to the same-named show of the
paintings collected by siblings Gertrude, Leo and Michael Stein and
Michael's wife, Sarah, currently at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It's
the first show of their collection in 40 years. The differences between
the Steins and other American collectors such as the Potter Palmers and
the H.O. Havemeyers who headed to Paris at the end of the 19th century
were that the Steins were not wealthy and they didn't bring the
paintings they bought back to America, but instead kept them in Paris,
showing them to anyone who was interested. In this way, they helped to
create the reputations of artists such as Henri Matisse and Pablo
Picasso. The range of their holdings was amazing, with such works as
Matisse's multicolored "Woman With a Hat" (1905), "The Girl With the
Green Eyes" (1908) and "Le Bonheur de Vivre" (1905-1906); Picasso's "Boy
Leading a Horse" (1905-1906), "Lady With a Fan" (1905) and "La
Coiffure" (1906), not to mention his magisterial "Gertrude Stein"
(1905-1906); Edouard Manet's "Ball Scene" (1873), Paul Cezanne's "Five
Apples" (1877-1878) and many, many others.
"The Steins Collect"
is comprehensive and fascinating, and includes pages of period
photographs of the apartments the Steins occupied in Paris, with a
number key showing where specific paintings were hung.
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