THE LIFE
OF
CHARLOTTE BRONTĂ,
AUTHOR OF
âJANE EYRE,â âSHIRLEY,â âVILLETTE,â &c.
BY
E. C. GASKELL,
AUTHOR OF âMARY BARTON,â âRUTH,â &c.
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âOh my God,
________Thou hast knowledge, only Thou,
How dreary âtis for women to sit still
On winter nights by solitary fires
And hear the natious praising them far off.â
AURORA LEIGH.
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IN TWO VOLUMES.
VOL. I.
LONDON:
SMITH, ELDER & CO., 65, CORNHILL.
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1857.
[The right of Translation is reserved.]
Contents Of Vol. I.
Chapter I.
Description of Keighley and its neighbourhoodâHaworth Parsonage and ChurchâTablets of the BrontĂ« family
Chapter II.
Characteristics of YorkshiremenâManufactures of the West RidingâDescendants of the PuritansâA characteristic incidentâFormer state of the countryâIsolated country housesâTwo Yorkshire squiresâRude sports of the peopleâRev. William Grimshaw, Curate of HaworthâHis opinion and treatment of his parishionersâThe âarvills,â or funeral feastsâHaworth Field-KirkâChurch-riots at Haworth on the appointment of Mr. Redhead as Perpetual CurateâaArrival of Mr. BrontĂ« at Haworth
Chapter III.
The Rev. Patrick BrontĂ«âHis marriage with Miss Branwell of PenzanceâSocial customs in PenzanceâThe Branwell familyâLetters of Miss Branwell to Mr. BrontĂ«âMarriage of Mrs. BrontĂ«âThornton, the birth-place of Charlotte BrontĂ«âRemoval to HaworthâDescription of the ParsonageâThe people of HaworthâThe BrontĂ« family at HaworthâEarly training of the little BrontĂ«sâbCharacteristic anecdotes of Mr. BrontĂ«âDeath of Mrs. BrontĂ«âVillage scandalâStudies of the BrontĂ« familyâMr. BrontĂ«âs account of his children
Chapter IV.
Miss Branwell comes to HaworthâcAccount of Cowanâs Bridge (Lowood) School and the Rev. Carus WilsonâOriginals ofâMiss Scatcherd,â âHelen Burns,â and âMiss TempleââOutbreak of fever in the schoolâCharacteristics of the BrontĂ« sistersâDeaths of Maria and Elisabeth BrontĂ«
Chapter V.
The old servant TabbyâPatrick Branwell BrontĂ«âCharlotte BrontĂ«âs catalogue of her juvenile productions, with specimen pageâExtract from the introduction to âTales of the IslandersâââHistory of the year 1829ââCharlotteâs taste for ArtâExtracts from other early writings in MS.âCharlotteâs mental tendencies and home dutiesâA strange occurrence at the ParsonageâA youthful effusion in verse
Chapter VI.
Personal description of Charlotte BrontĂ«âdMiss Woolerâs school at Roe HeadâOakwell Hall and its legendsâCharlotteâs first appearance at schoolâHer youthful character and political feelingsâeSchool days at Miss WoolerâsâMr. Cartwright and the LudditesâMr. Roberson of Healdâs HallâChapel scenes and other characteristics of Heckmondwike and Gomersall
Chapter VII.
Charlotte BrontĂ« leaves school, and returns home to instruct her sistersâfBooks at the ParsonageâA dreary winterâLetters to a friend visiting London for the first timeâOn the choice of booksâOn dancingâCharacter and talents of Branwell BrontĂ«âPlans for his advancementâProspect of separation
Chapter VIII.
Charlotte as teacher at Miss Woolerâs schoolâEmilyâs homesicknessâLetters indicative of Charlotteâs despondency and melancholyâThe sisters at homeâWinter evenings at HaworthâCharlotte writes to Southey, and Branwell to WordsworthâBranwellâs letter and versesâProspect of losing the society of a friendâCharlotteâs correspondence with SoutheyâLetter written in a state of despondencyâAccident to the old servant, and characteristic kindness of the BrontĂ«sâSymptoms of illness in Anne BrontĂ«âCharlotteâs first proposal of marriageâCharlotte and Anne go out as governessesâgExperiences of governess lifeâAdvent of the first Curate at HaworthâA second proposal of marriageâA visit to the sea-side
Chapter IX.
Branwell BrontĂ« still at homeâMiss Branwell and her niecesâPlan of keeping a schoolâCharlotte commences her first storyâThe Curates at HaworthâCharlotteâs sentiments on marriageâShe seeks and obtains a situation as governess
Chapter X.
Second experience of governess lifeâProject of a school revived, and plans for its realizationâhMiss Woolerâs offer of her school declined
Chapter XI.
Mr. BrontĂ« accompanies his daughters to BrusselsâjCharlotteâs impressions of the placeâThe Pensionnat of Madame HĂ©ger and its inmatesâM. HĂ©gerâs method of teaching FrenchâCharlotteâs exercises in French compositionâHer impressions of the BelgiansâArrangements of the PensionnatâCharlotteâs conduct as English teacherâLoss of a young friendâDeath of Miss Branwell, and return to HaworthâM. HĂ©gerâs letter to Mr. BrontĂ«
Chapter XII.
Charlotte returns to BrusselsâHer account of Carnival and LentâSolitariness of the English teacher in the PensionnatâkHer devoir âSur la nom de NapoleonââDepression, loneliness, and home-sicknessâEstrangement from Madame HĂ©ger, and return to HaworthâTraits of kindnessâEmily and her dog âKeeperâ
Chapter XIII.
Plan of school-keeping revived and abandonedâDeplorable conduct of Branwell BrontĂ« and its consequences
Chapter XIV.
Publication of the Poems of Currer, Ellis and Acton BellâmLetter to Miss WoolerâPreparation for publishing the sistersâ first fictionsâLetter of advice to a young friend
Chapter I
The Leeds and Bradford railway runs along a deep valley of the Aire; a slow and sluggish stream, compared to the neighbouring river of Wharfe. Keighley station is on this line of railway, about a quarter of a mile from the town of the same name. The number of inhabitants and the importance of Keighley have been very greatly increased during the last twenty years, owing to the rapidly extended market for worsted manufactures, a branch of industry that mainly employs the factory population of this part of Yorkshire, which has Bradford for its centre and metropolis.
Keighley is in process of transformation from a populous, old-fashioned village, into a still more populous and flourishing town. It is evident to the stranger, that as the gable-ended houses, which obtrude themselves corner-wise on the widening street, fall vacant, they are pulled down to allow of greater space for traffic, and a more modern style of architecture. The quaint and narrow shop-windows of fifty years ago, are giving way to large panes and plate-glass. Nearly every dwelling seems devoted to some branch of commerce. In passing hastily through the town, one hardly perceives where the necessary lawyer and doctor can live, so little appearance is there of any dwellings of the professional middle-class, such as abound in our old cathedral towns. In fact, nothing can be more opposed than the state of society, the modes of thinking, the standards of reference on all points of morality, manners, and even politics and religion, in such a new manufacturing place as Keighley in the north, and any stately, sleepy, picturesque cathedral town in the south. Yet the aspect of Keighley promises well for future stateliness, if not picturesqueness. Grey stone abounds; and the rows of houses built of it have a kind of solid grandeur connected with their uniform and enduring lines. The framework of the doors, and the lintels of the windows, even in the smallest dwellings, are made of blocks of stone. There is no painted wood to require continual beautifying, or else present a shabby aspect; and the stone is kept scrupulously clean by the notable Yorkshire housewifes. Such glimpses into the interior as a passer-by obtains, reveal a rough abundance of the means of living, and diligent and active habits in the women. But the voices of the people are hard, and their tones discordant, promising little of the musical taste that distinguishes the district, and which has already furnished a Carrodus1 to the musical world. The names over the shops (of which the one just given is a sample) seem strange even to an inhabitant of the neighbouring county, and have a peculiar smack and flavour of the place.
The town of Keighley never quite melts into country on the road to Haworth, although the houses become more sparse as the traveller journeys upwards to the grey round hills that seem to bound his journey in a westerly direction. First come some villas; just sufficiently retired from the road to show that they can scarcely belong to any one liable to be summoned in a hurry, at the call of suffering or danger, from his comfortable fire-side; the lawyer, the doctor, and the clergyman, live at hand, and hardly in the suburbs, with a screen of shrubs for concealment.
In a town one does not look for vivid colouring; what there may be of this is furnished by the wares in the shops, not by foliage or atmospheric effects; but in the country some brilliancy and vividness seems to be instinctively expected, and there is consequently a slight feeling of disappointment at the grey neutral tint of every object, near or far off, on the way from Keighley to Haworth. The distance is about four miles; and, as I have said, what with villas, great worsted factories, rows of workmenâs houses, with here and there an old-fashioned farm-house and outbuildings, it can hardly be called âcountryâ any part of the way. For two miles the road passes over tolerably level ground, distant hills on the left, a âbeckâ flowing through meadows on the right, and furnishing water power, at certain points, to the factories built on its banks. The air is dim and lightless with the smoke from all these habitations and places of business. The soil in the valley (or âbottom,â to use the local term) is rich; but, as the road begins to ascend, the vegetation becomes poorer; it does not flourish, it merely exists; and, instead of trees, there are only bushes and shrubs about the dwellings. Stone dykes are everywhere used in place of hedges; and what crops there are, on the patches of arable land, consist of pale, hungry-looking, grey-green oats. Right before the traveller on this road rises Haworth village; he can see it for two miles before he arrives, for it is situated on the side of a pretty steep hill, with a background of dun and purple moors, rising and sweeping away yet higher than the church, which is built at the very summit of the long narrow street. All round the horizon there is this same line of sinuous wave-like hills; the scoops into which they fall only revealing other hills beyond, of similar colour and shape, crowned with wild, bleak moorsâgrand, from the ideas of solitude and loneliness which they suggest, or oppressive from the feeling which they give of being pent-up by some monotonous and illimitable barrier, according to the mood of mind in which the spectator may be.
For a short distance the road appears to turn away from Haworth, as it winds round the base of the shoulder of a hill; but then it crosses a bridge over the âbeck,â and the ascent through the village begins. The flag-stones with which it is paved are placed end-ways, in order to give a better hold to the horsesâ feet; and, even with this help, they seem to be in constant danger of slipping backwards. The old stone houses are high compared to the width of the street, which makes an abrupt turn before reaching the more level ground at the head of the village, so that the steep aspect of the place, in one part, is almost like that of a wall. But this surmounted, the church lies a little off the main road on the left; a hundred yards, or so, and the driver relaxes his care, and the horse breathes more easily, as they pass into the quiet little by-street that leads to Haworth Parsonage. The churchyard is on one side of this lane, the school-house and the sextonâs dwelling (where the curates formerly lodged) on the other.
The parsonage stands at right angles to the road, facing down upon the church; so that, in fact, parsonage, church, and belfried school-house, form three sides of an irregular oblong, of which the fourth is open to the fields and moors that lie beyond. The area of this oblong is filled up by a crowded churchyard, and a small garden or court in front of the clergymanâs house. As the entrance to this from the road is at the side, the path goes round the corner into the little plot of ground. Underneath the windows is a narrow flower-border, carefully tended in days of yore, although only the most hardy plants could be made to grow there. Within the stone wall, which keeps out the surrounding churchyard, are bushes of elder and lilac; the rest of the ground is occupied by a square grass plot and a gravel walk. The house is of grey stone, two stories high, heavily roofed with flags, in order to resist the winds that might strip off a lighter covering. It appears to have been built about a hundred years ago, and to consist of four rooms on each story; the two windows on the right (as the visitor stands, with his back to the church, ready to enter in at the front door) belonging to Mr. BrontĂ«âs study, the two on the left to the family sitting-room. Everything about the place tells of the most dainty order, the most exquisite cleanliness. The door-steps are spotless; the small old-fashioned window-panes glitter like looking-glass. Inside and outside of that house cleanliness goes up into its essence, purity.
The little church2 lies, as I mentioned, above most of the houses in the village; and the graveyard rises above the church, and is terribly full of upright tombstones. The chapel or church claims greater antiquity than any other in that part of the kingdom; but there is no appearance of this in the external aspect of the present edifice, unless it be in the two eastern windows, which remain unmodernized, and in the lower part of the steeple. Inside, the character of the pillars shows that they were constructed before the reign of Henry VII. It is probable that there existed on this ground a âfield-kirk,â or oratory, in the earliest times; and, from the archbishopâs registry at York, it is ascertained that there was a chapel at Haworth in 1317. The inhabitants refer inquirers concerning the date to the following inscription on a stone in the church tower:â
âHic fecit CĂŠnobium Monachorum Auteste fundator. A. D. sexcentissimo.â3
That is to say, before the preaching of Christianity in Northumbria. Whitaker says that this mistake originated in the illiterate copying out, by some modern stone-cutter, of an inscription in the character of Henry the Eighthâs time on an adjoining stone:â
âOrate pro bono statu Eutest Tod.â
âNow every antiquary knows that the formula of prayer âbono statuâ always refers to the living. I suspect this singular Christian name has been mistaken by the stone-cutter for Austet, a contraction of Eustatius, but the word Tod, which has been mis-read for the Arabic figures 600 is perfectly fair and legible. On the presumption of this foolish claim to antiquity, the people would needs set up for independence, and contest the right of the Vicar of Bradford to nominate a curate at Haworth.â
I have given this extract, 4 in order to explain the imaginary groundwork of a commotion which took place in Haworth about five-and-thirty years ago, to which I shall have occasion to allude again more particularly.
The interior of the church is common-place; it is neither old enough nor modern enough to compel notice. The pews are of black oak, with high divisions; and the names of those to whom they belong are painted in white letters on the doors. There are neither brasses, nor altar-tombs, nor monuments, but there is a mural tablet on the right-hand side of the communion-table, bearing the following inscription:â
HERE
LIE THE REMAINS OF
MARIA BRONTĂ, WIFE
OF THE
REV. P. BRONTĂ, A.B., MINISTER OF HAWORTH.
HER SOUL
DEPARTED TO THE SAVIOUR, SEPT. 15TH, 1821,
IN THE 39TH YEAR OF HER AGE.
âBe ye also ready: for in such an hour as ye think not the Son of Man cometh.ââMatthew xxiv. 44.
ALSO HERE LIE THE REMAINS OF
MARIA BRONTĂ, DAUGHTER OF THE AFORESAID;
SHE DIED ON THE
6TH OF MAY, 1825, IN THE 12TH YEAR OF HER AGE,
AND OF
ELIZABETH BRONTĂ, HER SISTER,
WHO DIED JUNE 15TH, 1825, IN THE 11TH YEAR OF HER AGE.
âVerily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.ââMatthew xviii.8.
HERE ALSO LIE THE REMAINS OF
PATRICK BRANWELL BRONTĂ,
WHO DIED SEPT 24TH, 1848, AGED 30 YEARS.
AND OF
EMILY JANE BRONTĂ,
WHO DIED DEC. 19TH, 1848, AGED 29 YEARS,
SON AND DAUGHTER OF THE
REV. P. BRONTĂ, INCUMBENT.
THIS STONE IS ALSO DEDICATED TO THE
MEMORY OF ANNE BRONTĂ, a
YOUNGEST DAUGHTER OF THE REV. P. BRONTĂ, A.B.
SHE DIED, AGED 27 YEARS, 5 MAY 28TH, 1849,
AND WAS BURIED AT THE OLD CHURCH, SCARBOROâ.
At the upper part of this tablet ample space is allowed between the lines of the inscription; when the first memorials were written down, the survivors, in their fond affection, thought little of the margin and verge they were leaving for those who were still living. But as one dead member of the household follows another fast to the grave, the lines are pressed together, and the letters become small and cramped. After the record of Anneâs death, there is room for no other.6
But one more of that generationâthe last of that nursery of six little motherless childrenâwas yet to follow, before the survivor, the childless and widowed father, found his rest. On another tablet, below the first, the following record has been added to that mournful list:â
ADJOINING LIE THE REMAINS OF
CHARLOTTE, WIFE
OF THE
REV. ARTHUR BELL NICHOLLS, A.B.,
AND DAUGHTER OF THE REV. P. BRONTĂ, A.B., INCUMBENT.
SHE DIED MARCH 31ST, 1855, IN THE 39TH
YEAR OF HER AGE.
Chapter II
For a right understanding of the life of my dear friend, Charlotte Brontë, it appears to me more necessary in her case than in most others, that the reader should be made acquainted with the peculiar forms of population and society amidst which her earliest years were passed, and fr...