On both sides of the sea — Story, Setting & Ideas
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I. Olive's Recollections II. Olive's Recollections III. Lettice's Diary IV. Lettice's Diary V. Olive's Recollections VI. Olive's Recollections VII. Olive's Recollections VIII. Olive's Recollections IX. Notes by Magdalene Antony X. Lettice's Diary XI. Lettice's Diary XII. Lettice's Diary
On Both Sides of the Sea.
ON BOTH SIDES OF THE SEA.
OLIVE'S RECOLLECTIONS.
Since England was, such an event was never witnessed within sound of her seas, as that which darkened London on the fatal 30th of January, 1649. In the recollection of such moments it is difficult to disentangle feeling from fact, what we saw with our eyes and heard with our ears from what others told us, from what we saw with the imagination and heard with the heart.
In my memory that day lies shrouded and silent, as if all that happened in it had been done in a city spell-bound into silence in a hushed, sunless, colorless world, where all intermediate tints were gathered into funereal black and white, the black of the heavily-draped scaffold and the whiteness of the frosty ground from which it rose into the still and icy air; whilst behind the palace slept, frost-bound, the mute and motionless river, imprisoning with icy bars the motionless ships.
From early in the day the thoroughfares and squares and open gathering-places of the city were filled with the Commonwealth soldiers. I remember no call of trumpet or beat of drum; only a slow pacing of horsemen, and marching of footmen, silently, to their assigned positions, the tramp of men and the clatter of the horse-hoofs ringing from the hard and frosty ground, and echoing from the closed and silent houses on the line of march.
It was no day of triumph to any. To the army, and those who felt with them, it was a day of solemn justice, not of triumphant vengeance. To the Royalists it was a day of passionate hushed sorrow and bitter inward vows of retribution; to the people generally a day of perplexity and woe.
Old Mr. Prynne, who owed the king nothing, as he said, but the loss of his ears, the pillory, imprisonment, and fines, had pleaded for him generously in the House, before the House had been finally "purged."
And the most part of the men, and well-nigh all the women, I think, would have said "Amen" to Mr. Prynne. If the king's captivity and trial and condemnation had been a solemn drama enacted to win the hearts of the people back to him, it could not have been more effectual. Political and civil rights, rights of taxation and rights of remonstrance, seemed to the hearts of most people to become mere technical legal terms in the presence of Royalty and Death. Pillories and prisons were dwarfed into mere private grievances beside the scaffold on which the king, son of so many kings, kings of so many submissive generations, the source of power, the only possible object of the dreadful crime called treason, was to die the death of a traitor.
The trial brought out all that was most pathetic in royalty and most noble in the king. The haughty glance which had been resented on the throne, was simply majestic when it encountered unflinchingly the illegal bench of judges on whom his life depended.
The Parliament, mutilated to a remnant of fifty; the High Court of Justice, who could not agree among themselves, whose assumption of legal forms sounded (to many) like mockery, whose trappings of authority sat on them (many thought) like masquerade-robes, were a poor show to confront with that lonely majestic figure defying their sentence and their authority, a captive in the ancient Hall of Justice from which, throughout the centuries, not a sentence had issued save by the sanction of his forefathers.
The royal banners, which drooped from the roof above him, taken from his Cavaliers at Edgehill, Marston Moor, and Naseby, seemed to float there rather in his honor than in that of his judges. Many felt that adversity had restored to him his true royalty, and that he sat far more a king now, arraigned at the bar, than when, eight years before, at the last trial those walls had witnessed, he sat as a helpless spectator of the proceedings which brought Strafford, his greatest minister, to the scaffold.
It was well for his adversaries that those days of the king's humiliation were not prolonged. Irrepressible veneration and pity began to stir among the crowds who beheld him, and the cries of "Justice! justice!" were changed more than once into murmurs of "God save the king."
Elizabeth Rundle Charles builds On Both Sides of the Sea around a deliberate alternation of narrative voices. The table of contents reveals a pattern: chapters titled “Olive’s Recollections” and “Lettice’s Diary” appear in sequence, with a single “Notes by Magdalene Antony” inserted near the end. This structure immediately signals that the story will be told through multiple, subjective lenses rather than a single omniscient narrator. The opening chapter, “Olive’s Recollections,” begins with a memory of the execution of Charles I on January 30, 1649, described in a hushed, frost-bound London. Charles immediately foregrounds the difficulty of disentangling “feeling from fact” in recollection, establishing memory itself as a central concern.
Recollection as a Framing Device
The novel’s first chapter is explicitly titled “Olive’s Recollections,” and the prose immediately grapples with the nature of memory. Olive admits that in recollection it is “difficult to disentangle feeling from fact, what we saw with our eyes and heard with our ears from what others told us.” This self-consciousness about the reliability of memory sets the tone for the entire work. The narrative does not pretend to offer an objective historical account; instead, it filters the execution of Charles I through Olive’s personal, sensory impressions: the “funereal black and white,” the “frosty ground,” the “mute and motionless river.” By foregrounding the act of remembering, Charles invites readers to consider how historical events are shaped by individual perspective. The use of the first-person plural (“we saw,” “our eyes”) further suggests that Olive’s recollections are not solely her own but represent a collective memory of those who lived through the Commonwealth.
Diary Entries and the Intimate Voice
In contrast to Olive’s retrospective recollections, Lettice’s Diary offers a more immediate, day-by-day account. The diary form implies a present-tense recording of events as they unfold, creating a sense of intimacy and urgency. While the excerpts provided do not include Lettice’s entries, the very existence of this alternating structure suggests a deliberate juxtaposition: Olive looks back from a later vantage point, while Lettice writes in the moment. This formal choice allows Charles to present two distinct temporal relationships to the historical events. The diary may also capture details that recollection might smooth over or reinterpret. The inclusion of “Notes by Magdalene Antony” as a single chapter further diversifies the narrative sources, hinting at yet another layer of documentation. Together, these multiple textual forms—recollection, diary, notes—create a mosaic of perspectives on the Commonwealth and Restoration periods.
Movement Between England and the Continent
The title On Both Sides of the Sea points to a geographical duality that is reinforced by the narrative’s movement. In the excerpt, Roger is appointed to accompany envoys sent by Oliver Cromwell to Paris, and the narrative follows him across the English Channel. This journey is not merely a plot device; it reflects the broader historical currents of the period, as English exiles, diplomats, and merchants traversed European waters. The description of Blake’s fleet “ranging the Mediterranean Sea” and the reference to the massacre of Protestants in the Piedmont valleys further expand the novel’s geographical scope. The sea itself becomes a connective and divisive force, linking England to continental affairs while also separating the characters from their homeland. Charles uses these movements to explore how national identity and religious solidarity are tested when characters find themselves on foreign soil.
Recurring Images of Cold and Silence
From the opening paragraph, the narrative is saturated with images of cold, frost, and silence. The execution day is described as “shrouded and silent,” with a “hushed, sunless, colorless world.” The river is “frost-bound” and “mute,” the ships “motionless.” Even the sounds of horses and soldiers “ringing from the hard and frosty ground” emphasize the frozen, brittle atmosphere. This imagery recurs in the later excerpt, where the Alpine massacre is described as a “slaughter on the Alpine mountains cold.” The cold is not merely meteorological; it becomes a metaphor for moral numbness, political repression, and the emotional distance between opposing factions. The silence, too, carries weight: the absence of trumpets and drums on the day of execution suggests a grim, reluctant solemnity rather than a triumphant spectacle. By repeating these sensory details, Charles creates a consistent tonal landscape that underscores the gravity of the historical moment.
Readers approaching On Both Sides of the Sea should attend to the formal choices Charles makes: the alternation of recollection and diary, the shifts between English and continental settings, and the persistent imagery of cold and silence. These elements are not mere decoration but structural principles that shape how the story is told. Because the excerpts are incomplete, the full interplay between Olive’s and Lettice’s voices remains to be discovered, as does the function of Magdalene Antony’s notes. The novel rewards careful attention to who is speaking and when, and to the physical and emotional landscapes that surround them.
Years at the desk have taught me how voices settle into familiar rhythm, and I remember On Both Sides of the Sea with its two souls whispering across time—Olive’s memory, Lettice’s page—each finding a quieter truth between them. There is a similar patience in Red aces — Inside the Classic, that steady unfolding of hidden things, like old friends finishing one another’s sentences.
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