Havisham or Haversham?
So I was reading the Jan 1 NYT piece, "Paradise Lost (Domestic Division)," when this caught my eye:
No jilted bride could feel as embarrassed and humiliated as a woman in her 60's discarded by her husband. I was confused and scared, and the pain of being tossed aside by the love of my life made bitterness unavoidable. In those first few bewildering months, as I staggered and wailed though my life, I made Miss Haversham look like a good sport.
I had always thought literature's most famous jilted bride was Miss Havisham. (My number-two pick? Granny Weatherall.) A quick search through Great Expectations backs me up, but a Google on "Misss Haversham" also produces many results.
So is the Gray Lady wrong, or am I?
On a different note: this essay is perhaps the exception to the "Housewifery! It's where all today's overachievers are!" trend this paper's been promoting for the last few years. It's a first-person look at the devastating economic and social consequences of divorce following a long-term marriage. Would that all the young Princetonians planning on letting their husbands support them could get a framed copy of this piece as a bridal shower gift.


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