The women of the copper country : a novel

Title:

Author:

Russell, Mary Doria, 1950- author.

ISBN:

9781982109585

9781982109592

Personal Author:

Russell, Mary Doria, 1950- author.

Edition:

First Atria Books hardcover edition.

Publication Information:

New York : Atria Books, an imprint of Simon & Schuster, Inc., 2019.

Physical Description:

339 pages ; 24 cm

Abstract:

"In July 1913, twenty-five-year-old Annie Clements had seen enough of the world to know that it was unfair. She's spent her whole life in the coal-mining town of Calumet, Michigan where men risk their lives for meager salaries--and had barely enough to put food on the table and clothes on their backs. The women labor in the houses of the elite, and send their husbands and sons deep underground each day, dreading the fateful call of the company man telling them their loved ones aren't coming home. When Annie decides to stand up for herself, and the entire town of Calumet, nearly everyone believes she may have taken on more than she is prepared to handle"--Provided by publisher.

Personal Subject:

Clemenc, Ana K., 1888-1956-Fiction.

Clemenc, Ana K., 1888-1956. (OCoLC)fst00355150

Conference Subject:

Copper Miners' Strike (Michigan : 1913-1914) (OCoLC)fst01404313

Subject Term:

Copper Miners' Strike, Mich., 1913-1914 -- Fiction.

Women labor leaders -- Michigan -- Fiction.

Labor movement -- Michigan -- History -- 20th century -- Fiction.

Labor movement. (OCoLC)fst00990079

Women labor leaders. (OCoLC)fst01178088

Geographic Term:

Michigan. (OCoLC)fst01208387

Genre:

Fiction.

History.

Historical fiction.

Biographical fiction.

Document ID:

SD_ILS:2332248

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Summary

From the bestselling and award-winning author of The Sparrow comes an inspiring historical novel about "America's Joan of Arc" Annie Clements--the courageous woman who started a rebellion by leading a strike against the largest copper mining company in the world.

In July 1913, twenty-five-year-old Annie Clements had seen enough of the world to know that it was unfair. She's spent her whole life in the copper-mining town of Calumet, Michigan where men risk their lives for meager salaries--and had barely enough to put food on the table and clothes on their backs. The women labor in the houses of the elite, and send their husbands and sons deep underground each day, dreading the fateful call of the company man telling them their loved ones aren't coming home. When Annie decides to stand up for herself, and the entire town of Calumet, nearly everyone believes she may have taken on more than she is prepared to handle.

In Annie's hands lie the miners' fortunes and their health, her husband's wrath over her growing independence, and her own reputation as she faces the threat of prison and discovers a forbidden love. On her fierce quest for justice, Annie will discover just how much she is willing to sacrifice for her own independence and the families of Calumet.

From one of the most versatile writers in contemporary fiction, this novel is an authentic and moving historical portrait of the lives of the men and women of the early 20th century labor movement, and of a turbulent, violent political landscape that may feel startlingly relevant to today.

Author Notes

Widely praised for her meticulous research, fine prose, and compelling narrative drive, Mary Doria Russell is the New York Times bestselling and award-winning author of The Sparrow, Children of God , A Thread of Grace , Dreamers of the Day , Doc , and Epitaph . Dr. Russell holds a PhD in biological anthropology. She lives in Lyndhurst, Ohio.

Reviews (3)

Publisher's Weekly Review

Russell's latest historical, a carefully researched rendering of the Copper Country strike of 1913-1914, pays meticulous attention to detail that is often fascinating but occasionally tedious. Charlie Miller comes to Calumet, a company town on Michigan's Upper Peninsula, to organize the local copper miners, and his rhetoric inspires idealistic Annie Clements to lead the Women's Auxiliary of the Western Federation of Miners, Local 15, despite her husband's disapproval. After a worker is fatally injured-an all-too-common event-the miners vote to strike. As weeks turn into months, the Women's Auxiliary works tirelessly to keep the miners and their families fed and clothed and to keep everyone's spirits up. The painstakingly comprehensive narrative and omniscient point of view make for a deliberate pace, but they also ensure readers completely understand what happened. The tale is often bleak, but it serves as a worthwhile counterpoint to historical writing centered on "great men." Agent: Jane Dystel, Dystel, Goderich, & Bourret. (Aug.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

Kirkus Review

Russell (Epitaph, 2015, etc.) offers a lesson in American labor relations in this fictional portrait of Anna Klobuchar Clements, a 25-year-old miner's wife who led a wildcat strike against the large Calumet, Michigan, copper mining company Calumet Hecla in 1913.Though little remembered today, Annie Clements acquired the soubriquet "America's Joan of Arc" for her leadership during the monthslong labor uprising involving as many as 9,000 miners. Annie comes across as a larger-than-life heroinephysically striking at 6-foot-1although also a warmhearted woman with an increasingly conflicted emotional life. Initially she seems no different from other miners' wives, stretching pennies to keep house while accepting her husband Joe's drunken bluster and beatings without complaint. Her sorrow is that after seven years of marriage she has yet to conceive. Instead of motherhood, Annie has thrown herself into her responsibilities as president of the Women's Auxiliary of Local 15, the Western Federation of Miners. No matter that Joe refuses to join the union. A miner's death pushes Annie to call for a strike to improve salaries and safety conditions. Experienced union organizer Charlie Miller (a fictional composite of two real union leaders) doubts the strike will succeed, but he recognizes that Annie is a powerhouse he must support. Charlie invites photographer/reporter Michael Sweeney (also a composite) to Calumet to get national coverage. Michael finds himself drawn not only to the drama of the strike, but also to Annie, who inevitably discovers she reciprocates his desire. Union icon Mother Jones makes a cameo appearance, and then there's Annie's real-life nemesis, James MacNaughton, the company's general manager, whose interest in hygiene seems almost progressive until he reveals himself as a greedy capitalist committed to maximum efficiency and profit whatever the human cost. Russell writes with her usual verve, but readers will miss the emotional density of her best work, in which abundant research melts into the human drama; here, characters often feel like puppets manipulated to sell a slice of union history from a decidedly anti-capitalist angle.Historical fiction that feels uncomfortably relevant today. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

Booklist Review

Russell (Doc, 2011) mines the life of real-life heroine and labor activist Annie Clements to shine a fictional spotlight on the often under-reported and under-appreciated contributions of women to the early-twentieth-century labor movement. Annie Clements or Big Annie as she was commonly referred to because of her majestic six-feet, two-inch height witnesses first-hand the inherent injustices of the mining business, including physical danger, low wages, and a fearful, company town mentality. As the wife of a taciturn copper miner in Calumet, Michigan, in 1913, she decides she has seen enough. Organizing a cadre of other women trying to survive and keep their families fed and clothed amidst deplorable conditions, she forms the Women's Auxiliary of the Western Federation of Miners, advocating and actively participating in the Copper Country Strike of 1913-14. Never losing sight of the ultimate goal and at great personal cost, Annie leads marches and rallies, lending support for the first unionized strike in the area. Fictionalized history with an important message that will resonate with contemporary readers.--Margaret Flanagan Copyright 2019 Booklist

Excerpts

The Women of the Copper Country Prologue Turn tears to fires --Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet The dream is always simple. The memory never is. It's an echo from 1903 when she was almost sixteen. A rare family outing down to the county fair in Houghton, Michigan. Her father probably expected the excursion to cheer her up. There were horse races and ox pulls, all day long. A merry-go-round and a Ferris wheel. Games of chance. Vendors calling their wares. Quilts, pies, and jams vying for blue ribbons. The promise of fireworks after dark. But there were crowds as well. Strangers. People who'd never before seen the girl called Big Annie up in Calumet. At twenty-five, Anna Klobuchar Clements would be known around the world as America's Joan of Arc. Ten thousand miners would march behind her in a wildcat strike against the richest, most powerful copper company on earth. But that day at the Houghton fair? She was just a big, gawky girl--tired to tears of being pointed at, remarked upon, ridiculed. Being tall didn't bother her when she was five. She liked being the biggest in her kindergarten class. She liked school. She didn't mind at all when the teachers started calling her Big Annie. It never occurred to anyone that she might be embarrassed by the nickname. It was simply meant to distinguish her from another--much smaller--Annie in her class. The tall American daughter of tall Slovenian parents, Anna Klobuchar had topped six feet at fifteen. In a mining town increasingly populated by underfed, undersized immigrants fresh off the boat, she could never escape the goggle-eyed notice. The endless, stupid teasing of boys her own age was the worst. As she got taller, they began to feel diminished by her. Intimidated. Irritated by the existence of a girl who was bigger and stronger than they were. Her younger sister, Maritza, was already engaged. She was barely fourteen but she would marry in a month, long before she reached her full height and got bigger than her husband. And Annie was supposed to be happy about it. So. That awful county fair in 1903. Which was supposed to cheer her up. Everybody stared. Grown men came to a stop and demanded, "Jeez, how tall are you anyways?" as though her height were both a marvel and an affront. Women and girls shook their heads and gave silent thanks that they themselves were dainty little things, or at least appeared so when compared to that poor girl. Boys laughed and pointed, calling out familiar taunts, along with new ones that were more hateful. Freak. Giant. Monster. Holy cripes! Look at the size of her! Oughta be in the sideshow with that bearded lady . . . She stood it as long as she could. Finally, a couple of hours before dusk, she fled toward the cornfields and cherry orchards and pastures beyond the fair. Her sight was still blurred with tears when she heard her father's voice, just behind her. "Anna, don't--" She shattered into frustrated, embarrassed, angry weeping. When the storm passed, she sucked in snot and wiped her nose on the back of her hand and waved toward the crowds. "I'm taller than every boy in Calumet. I'm probably taller than every boy in Michigan! Nobody will ever marry me. Why do I have to be so tall?" "Your mother's tall," he said. "She got me." Which didn't help. It was a relief to the pair of them when they were startled by the hushed roar of a gas-fired burner behind them, just over a little hill. They turned, and looked up, and saw a huge balloon rising. Red, white, and blue silk, billowing. "Let's go for a ride," he suggested. "Just us. Me and you." Years later, she would ask herself, Where did he find the wisdom? But that day in Houghton, she wondered where he'd found the cash. Tickets were a day's pay--each--for a copper miner. She tried to talk him out of it. They both knew her mother would be infuriated by an indulgence like that; nevertheless her father told the balloonist, "Two," and handed him the money. Together they clambered up and over the edge of a big wicker basket and waited for the other passengers to do the same. The balloon would be tethered-- "So you won't drift out over the lake!" When the basket was full of paying customers, the pilot released the moorings. There were little shrieks of excitement and fear when the basket rocked off the ground. Everyone ducked and laughed nervously when the pilot opened the burner for a fresh blast of heat. And then . . . no sound except for their own breathing as the huge balloon lifted them higher and higher, its colors aglow in the slanting sunlight. Below them, the merry-go-round and Ferris wheel seemed like wind-up toys made of tin, and people on the fairgrounds looked like tiny flowers on a vast colorful tablecloth laid out for a picnic. Summer evenings in Upper Michigan are often brilliant with orange and purple and golden clouds. That spectacle can become ordinary to those who live in the far north. What surprised Big Annie was how pretty the land itself was when you could see it from above: greened by the scrubby brush that grew around countless tree stumps, laced by white waves edging the stony shoreline of the Keweenaw Peninsula, surrounded by Lake Superior's blue depths. And that is what her dream always feels like. Like floating into the silence, leaving mockery and fear and anger far below. Like soaring upward without the slightest effort and seeing an unexpectedly beautiful world stretched out in all directions . . . In the next decade, she would more commonly awaken with her heart pounding from a different kind of dream, one in which she runs toward some urgent task, increasingly frantic because she is late and there is always an obstacle of some kind. A train blocking the road. A locked door. Knots of men standing in her way. But now and then, that dream of silent floating would come to her, like a father's blessing. And she would remember, when she woke, what her father told her that day as they floated far above the Copper Country. "Stand up straight, Anna. Hold your head high," he told her. "That's your strength. You are tall for a reason. When your head is high, you can see farther than anyone else." Excerpted from The Women of the Copper Country by Mary Doria Russell All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.