The Salutation pub in Hulme, Manchester. This is where Charlotte Brontë began to write Jane Eyre; the pub was a lodge in the 1840s
This is a blog about the Bronte Sisters, Charlotte, Emily and Anne. And their father Patrick, their mother Maria and their brother Branwell. About their pets, their friends, the parsonage (their house), Haworth the town in which they lived, the moors they loved so much, the Victorian era in which they lived.
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
Emily BronteWuthering Heights
vrijdag 24 januari 2014
maandag 20 januari 2014
New Brontë Parsonage Museum guide
Keighley News reports the publication of the new Brontë Parsonage Museum guide:
The Brontë Parsonage Museum has released its first new guidebook since 1998.
The glossy brochure has been published following last year’s major refurbishment of the parsonage.
The text has been updated so that it takes into account changes to displays at the Haworth museum over the past 15 years.
The new 48-page guidebook also includes the findings from recent research into the history of the Parsonage’s furnishings.
The museum teamed up with specialist publishers Scala to prepare the book, which contains 59 colour photographs.
The 1998 guidebook was written by Kathryn White, a former curator of the museum, and Ann Dinsdale, who is currently the collections manager.
Ann, who extensively revised the original text for the new version, said the book was the museum’s official guide.
She said: “It has been updated to include new images and the new rooms. (...)
The Brontë Parsonage Museum guidebook is on sale in the museum shop. (David Knights)
The Brontë Parsonage Museum has released its first new guidebook since 1998.
The glossy brochure has been published following last year’s major refurbishment of the parsonage.
The text has been updated so that it takes into account changes to displays at the Haworth museum over the past 15 years.
The new 48-page guidebook also includes the findings from recent research into the history of the Parsonage’s furnishings.
The museum teamed up with specialist publishers Scala to prepare the book, which contains 59 colour photographs.
The 1998 guidebook was written by Kathryn White, a former curator of the museum, and Ann Dinsdale, who is currently the collections manager.
Ann, who extensively revised the original text for the new version, said the book was the museum’s official guide.
She said: “It has been updated to include new images and the new rooms. (...)
The Brontë Parsonage Museum guidebook is on sale in the museum shop. (David Knights)
vrijdag 17 januari 2014
The possibility of the post office closing
Now that Haworth has got its church clock back, it faces the possibility of its post office closing. The Telegraph and Argus has a couple of articles on the matter: Don’t let it be our last post in Haworth and Worry as Haworth post office set to close.
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194th birthday to Anne Brontë!
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Reminiscence
Thy sunny smile shall gladden me;
But I may pass the old church door,
And pace the floor that covers thee,
May stand upon the cold, damp stone,
And think that, frozen, lies below
The lightest heart that I have known,
The kindest I shall ever know.
Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
'Tis still a comfort to have seen;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been;
To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
Read more at http://www.poetry-archive.com/b/a_reminiscence.html#fj84wPjkTrI4HBov.99
Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
'Tis still a comfort to have seen ;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been ;
To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
'Tis still a comfort to have seen ;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been ;
To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
“I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes.”
― Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters
“I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are or should be written for both men and women to read, and I am at a loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man.”
― Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
“Reading is my favourite occupation, when I have leisure for it and books to read.”
― Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey
“I wished to tell the truth, for truth always conveys its own moral to those who are able to receive it.”
― Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall Volume I
Anne Bronte quotes
donderdag 16 januari 2014
woensdag 15 januari 2014
The fireplace was considered the heart of the home.
The old Parsonage at Thornton. Pictured above is the fireplace at the old Parsonage where Charlotte, Branwell, Emily and Anne were born
Each morning the grates had to be cleaned out, and the fire ‘laid’, usually with pieces of rolled up newspaper which had small pieces of wood known as kindling laid on top with the coal going on top of that. The wood had to be chopped small and the coal had to be fetched from the coal house outside. The fire would be lit and then more small pieces of coal added until the fire was burning brightly, when larger pieces of coal could be added.
Sometimes the paper or wood was damp, or the wind blew down the chimney, and the fire would not burn properly. This was when the bellows came in useful. Most Victorian homes kept a small ornamental but working pair of bellows on the hearth. The metal end would be placed at the bottom of the grate and the bellows opened and closed to create a current of air under the fire, which would help it to burn up more quickly. Even the kitchen had a fire. madeintheblackcountry
Generally most fireplaces of the 18th and 19th c. kept you roasting on one side and freezing on the other. A gadget from those days was the fire screen, a device meant to shield a lady’s face from the heat of the fire, while the rest of her person stayed cozily warmed. victoriandecorating
dinsdag 14 januari 2014
Our clock has been keeping the time for Haworth for many years
The Yorkshire Post has great news from Haworth:
It had been a landmark that had helped mark the passing of time for more than a century.
But a health and safety ban put paid to the winding up of a Victorian clock which had been used by people in Brontë Country to set their watches since 1871.
However, worshippers at Patrick Brontë’s former church of St Michael and All Angels are celebrating after enough money has now been raised to bring the building up to the 21 century’s stringent safety regulations.
The congregation had been angered after the clock-winder was banned from the bell tower nearly a year ago. Retired police officer Jens Hislop was among the volunteers who kept the timepiece – which is older than most of the church - ticking.
The pensioner had been making the journey up the tower in Haworth in West Yorkshire two or three times a week for 23 years. But insurers ruled the step ladder the winders had used for decades was too risky for the 10ft ascent up to the winding platform.
Despite there being no accidents, Mr Hislop was ordered to down tools and left unwound, the clock hands ground to a halt at twenty past five in February last year. The parish was told £700 would have to be found from donations to make the platform safe before anyone could venture up there again.
Now a plea by the church’s congregation, who completed a £237,000 renovation of the building’s south roof in 2012, has resulted in a £700 windfall. The Haworth-based Brunswick Chapter of Freemasons obtained the cash from the First Grand Principal of Yorkshire West Riding’s Charitable Fund.
Reverend Peter Mayo-Smith, the Priest in Charge at Haworth, said: “The reason we could not wind the clock was nothing to do with the clock itself. It was wear and tear on the landing. The work has been done by a local joiner and the clock is keeping perfect time.
“We would have had to make an appeal. But because they came and very kindly gave us the donation they saved us the hassle of the fundraising. Local people are delighted it is back up and running and so am I. It is a significant landmark and it is nice to hear the chimes again.
“It is very hard to explain to visitors that this was a classic case of part of the building had become slightly unsafe. We had to bring it up to modern standards and it was money well spent. The access ladder was well beyond its sell-by date.
“The rails were broken and there was broken glass in the doors which protect the mechanism so we had to get it done. Our clock has been keeping the time for Haworth for many years and we wanted to make sure that people who volunteer to wind-up the clock are kept as safe as possible.
“Now we can look forward to seeing the historic clock tick on for many years. We thank Brunswick Chapter for coming to our aid.”
Chapter First Principal John Barnes added: “Some of our members noticed that the church clock had stopped and discovered why it was not being wound. We’ve been delighted to get a great public service re-started and that people in Haworth will always know the time again.”
Mr Hislop, 73, had branded the ban “barmy and crazy” and said things “had been going like clockwork until health and safety kicked in”.
He said: “The platform is only 10ft off the floor and the wooden step ladder was here when I started 23 years ago and is no different now to what it was then.”
The clock mechanism runs down in eight days if not kept fully wound. He was not aware there had been an accident in the tower since it was built in 1871. The winders had maintained the clock by going up the tower by a spiral staircase to the first floor where the bell chamber is.
They then placed the step ladder on the floor of the bell chamber and climbed up to the wooden winding platform with a crank handle to wind the chimes and the clock. Church officials were advised the ladder was too rickety and the worn-out platform bannisters needed replacing and extending from just over 2ft to more than 3.5ft. There were also gaps which people could slip through so a second rail was needed to avoid any mishaps.
It had been a landmark that had helped mark the passing of time for more than a century.
But a health and safety ban put paid to the winding up of a Victorian clock which had been used by people in Brontë Country to set their watches since 1871.
However, worshippers at Patrick Brontë’s former church of St Michael and All Angels are celebrating after enough money has now been raised to bring the building up to the 21 century’s stringent safety regulations.
The congregation had been angered after the clock-winder was banned from the bell tower nearly a year ago. Retired police officer Jens Hislop was among the volunteers who kept the timepiece – which is older than most of the church - ticking.
The pensioner had been making the journey up the tower in Haworth in West Yorkshire two or three times a week for 23 years. But insurers ruled the step ladder the winders had used for decades was too risky for the 10ft ascent up to the winding platform.
Despite there being no accidents, Mr Hislop was ordered to down tools and left unwound, the clock hands ground to a halt at twenty past five in February last year. The parish was told £700 would have to be found from donations to make the platform safe before anyone could venture up there again.
Now a plea by the church’s congregation, who completed a £237,000 renovation of the building’s south roof in 2012, has resulted in a £700 windfall. The Haworth-based Brunswick Chapter of Freemasons obtained the cash from the First Grand Principal of Yorkshire West Riding’s Charitable Fund.
Reverend Peter Mayo-Smith, the Priest in Charge at Haworth, said: “The reason we could not wind the clock was nothing to do with the clock itself. It was wear and tear on the landing. The work has been done by a local joiner and the clock is keeping perfect time.
“We would have had to make an appeal. But because they came and very kindly gave us the donation they saved us the hassle of the fundraising. Local people are delighted it is back up and running and so am I. It is a significant landmark and it is nice to hear the chimes again.
“It is very hard to explain to visitors that this was a classic case of part of the building had become slightly unsafe. We had to bring it up to modern standards and it was money well spent. The access ladder was well beyond its sell-by date.
“The rails were broken and there was broken glass in the doors which protect the mechanism so we had to get it done. Our clock has been keeping the time for Haworth for many years and we wanted to make sure that people who volunteer to wind-up the clock are kept as safe as possible.
“Now we can look forward to seeing the historic clock tick on for many years. We thank Brunswick Chapter for coming to our aid.”
Chapter First Principal John Barnes added: “Some of our members noticed that the church clock had stopped and discovered why it was not being wound. We’ve been delighted to get a great public service re-started and that people in Haworth will always know the time again.”
Mr Hislop, 73, had branded the ban “barmy and crazy” and said things “had been going like clockwork until health and safety kicked in”.
He said: “The platform is only 10ft off the floor and the wooden step ladder was here when I started 23 years ago and is no different now to what it was then.”
The clock mechanism runs down in eight days if not kept fully wound. He was not aware there had been an accident in the tower since it was built in 1871. The winders had maintained the clock by going up the tower by a spiral staircase to the first floor where the bell chamber is.
They then placed the step ladder on the floor of the bell chamber and climbed up to the wooden winding platform with a crank handle to wind the chimes and the clock. Church officials were advised the ladder was too rickety and the worn-out platform bannisters needed replacing and extending from just over 2ft to more than 3.5ft. There were also gaps which people could slip through so a second rail was needed to avoid any mishaps.
zondag 12 januari 2014
THE BRONTË MYTH
In the last decade and a half, a new genre of scholarship has begun to flourish. You could give it a fancy name like biographical deconstruction, but what it amounts to, simply, is this: a reappraisal of how successive generations of critics, biographers and fans mythologize the achievements and life stories of iconic artists.
Gary Taylor's groundbreaking 1989 book ''Reinventing Shakespeare'' examined how the playwright's image has been continually reinvented, with Restoration critics depicting him as a dramatic poet addressing historical and political issues, Victorians stressing his virtuosic range and modernists touting the ambiguities in his work.
William Stafford's 1991 book ''The Mozart Myths'' looked at how scholars have revised their predecessors' findings, selecting and amplifying material that might support their own pet theories about the composer, depicting him, variously, as a childish victim, a Romantic genius and an Enlightenment rebel. And A. Richard Turner's ''Inventing Leonardo'' (1993) showed how scholars have tried to reimagine the painter and thinker in their own images, turning him into a mirror of changing cultural values and evolving theories of creativity.
The latest example of this compelling genre is Lucasta Miller's absorbing new book, ''The Brontë Myth,'' a work that attempts ''to trace the historical route'' by which Charlotte and Emily Brontë (and to a lesser degree, Anne) became popular cultural icons, and ''to show how years of cultural accretion have shifted the sisters' position in the collective consciousness from the level of history onto that of myth.''
Although the book is heavily indebted to recent Brontë scholarship (most notably Lyndall Gordon's superb 1994 biography ''Charlotte Brontë: A Passionate Life''), Ms. Miller writes with such lucidity, wit and plain common sense that she is able to shed new light on the Brontës and the Brontë industry, while at the same time raising important questions about changing fashions in biography writing and academic scholarship.
She shows how Victorian hagiography and recent feminist analysis alike have obscured the Brontës' identities as individual artists, and how their work has frequently been overshadowed by their public personas, most notably the Victorian image of Charlotte as a long-suffering domestic saint and the early 20th-century image of Emily as a waifish free spirit, wandering the windswept moors.
Ms. Miller, a former deputy literary editor at The Independent in Britain, also proves herself adept -- and often quite funny -- at chronicling the varieties of Brontë mania that have surfaced over the years, and at detailing the narcissistic efforts of scholars and readers to turn the sisters into avatars of their own ideologies and complaints.
As some earlier biographers have noted, many of the most enduring ideas about the Brontës were rooted in Charlotte's own conflicted feelings about herself and her projection of a demure, ladylike persona to deflect attacks from people who found her novel ''Jane Eyre'' immoral, subversive or morbid. Craving social acceptance as a lady and uncomfortable about her new fame as a writer, Ms. Miller writes, Charlotte tended to hide aspects of her personality from the public: ''Her humor, her passion, her energy and determination, her occasional sharp-tongued tartness were dampened whenever she felt she was on show. Even to close friends, the fire of her creative self remained hidden.''
When it came to her late sisters' work, Charlotte employed a similar method of sanitization, idealizing Emily, in Ms. Miller's words, as ''an unthinking sibyl.'' It was a tactic meant to promote an image of her sister's innocence in the face of outraged reaction to ''Wuthering Heights,'' but a tactic that also had the effect of making Emily seem like an empty vessel, ''receiving her vision fully formed from the hand of fate,'' instead of ''a thinking writer capable of weighing individual words with great care.''
Charlotte's portrayals of herself and her sister would mesh with the motives of her first biographer, Elizabeth Gaskell, whose book ''Life of Charlotte Brontë'' -- ''arguably the most famous English biography of the nineteenth century'' -- was ''not designed to celebrate the work but to exonerate and iconize'' the Brontë sisters.
As Ms. Miller writes: ''The legend it laid down -- three lonely sisters playing out their tragic destiny on top of a windswept moor with a mad misanthrope father and doomed brother -- was the result of the very particular mind-set Gaskell brought to it.'' It was intended as a kind of apologia for Charlotte's disturbing writings, spinning an image of her as ''an irreproachable martyr-heroine'' while at the same time sanctifying ''the image of the woman writer more generally.''
Although Gaskell's book was riddled with inaccuracies and distortions, it would prove enormously influential, shaping perceptions of the Brontë family for many decades to come. In time the sort of Victorian hagiography that it exemplified would give way to other trends in biography -- shaped by the works of Freud and Lytton Strachey, and later by Marxists, feminists and structuralists -- and eventually the transgressive aspects of the sisters' fiction that had so unsettled their contemporaries would be enshrined.
Yet as Ms. Miller astutely notes, the sisters continued to be treated by many writers as reductive symbols or figureheads. They would be psychoanalyzed, romanticized and radicalized, held up as saints and patronized as victims, and routinely confused with the heroines of their novels. All too often their literary achievement -- including their appropriation of Romantic ideas, their assimilation of other writers' influences, and their own ambition and vision and craft -- would be neglected in favor of voyeuristic excavations of their lives and reductive gender readings of their role as women in a patriarchal world.
That has begun to change in recent years, thanks to Lyndall Gordon's fine biography of Charlotte and now Ms. Miller's own erudite and clear-headed book.
zaterdag 11 januari 2014
Brontë Parsonage Museum
Keighley News allows us to peek inside the Brontë Parsonage Museum during the busy time that is the closed period.
Brontë Parsonage Museum is closed to the public throughout January – but it is the busiest time of the year for staff. Workers have only a few weeks to check every item in the Haworth museum and prepare new displays.They are not only creating a major temporary exhibition, but will also refresh exhibits in the permanent galleries.
The museum’s closed season, at the beginning of January each year, will last longer than usual this time, until at least February 20.
Collections manager, Ann Dinsdale, said the extra time was required due to the amount of work needed to be carried out. She added: “We’re updating the foyer and shopping area to improve our service to visitors. “People can only come in through the front door of the Parsonage, so they’re exposed to the elements if they have to queue.
“In future, they will be able to buy a ticket at the desk in the foyer then make their way round to the front, so they can still get the experience of going through the front door.”
Museum staff were this week taking down the 2013 special exhibition, which featured Bronte household items, in readiness to install the 2013 exhibition, which explores the Brontë family’s links with animals. Ann said: “We also have our exhibition upstairs, which tells the stories of the Brontës’ lives and how they came to write their works. We change some of the items on display each year. “There’s a huge amount of work that goes on. I think people imagine the winter is a quiet time for us, but it’s probably the busiest time. “It’s the only time of year when we can do work, such as decorating or maintenance. Everything is cleaned. We check the entire collection for any deterioration, including the furniture. We have to be very watchful for the woodwork, cracks, veneers.”
During the closed season, expert conservators examine items acquired by the Brontë Society during the previous 12 months, before they go on public display. (David Knights)
dinsdag 7 januari 2014
Top Withens circa 1960.
Top Withens circa 1960. This image appears on the information board located at Top Withens. — bij Top Withens. facebook/The-Brontes
zondag 5 januari 2014
Haworth and Oakworth to feature in television series
Haworth and Oakworth are due to feature in a television series exploring Britain’s complex, enduring relationship with the railways. The Bronte Parsonage Museum and the Keighley & Worth Valley Railway will appear in an episode of Great British Railway Journeys, presented by former Conservative politician Michael Portillo. The programme, which will include footage from Haworth and also Oakworth Railway Station, will be broadcast on BBC2 at 6.30pm on January 9.
Professor Ann Sumner, executive director of the Bronte Society, said the filming took place in May last year. She added: “I did an interview with Michael about the Brontes’ relationship with the railways, and his visit has prompted us to have a new display on this subject in 2014. “Mr Portillo was charming, very enthusiastic and it was a pleasure to welcome him to the Parsonage on what was a beautiful, sunny day.” She said the interview examined subjects such as the Bronte sisters’ experience of travelling on what was then a novel form of transport, Branwell Bronte’s stint as a railway employee, and the role the railway played in making Haworth a tourist destination. keighleynews
Try to get your head around the fact that the real Emily Bronte was good at investing in the stock market. Not only that, but she invested her own and her sisters' money in railway shares - the dotcom stocks equivalent of the 1840s - and managed the investment attentively. A surviving letter from supposedly more worldly Charlotte is full of praise for Emily's careful reading of the newspapers for items of railway industry news. theguardian
The British Railway Mania of the 1840s was a giant event.
At its height, individual capital- ists, in pursuit of private profit, were plowing more than twice as much into the construction of a public infrastructure as their nation was spending on the military. (It should be noted that the Pax Britannica was not cheap. Among other foreign adventures, Britain had just a few years earlier been involved in the First Opium War and the First Afghan War.) During the peak year for spending, 1847, their investments came, as a fraction of Gross Domestic Product (GDP), to the equivalent of over $1 trillion dollars for the United States today. (If we compare their expenditure to total government spending, federal, state, and local, and not to GDP, it was equivalent to over $3 trillion dollars. Taxes, which might be thought of as proportional to discretionary incomes, were far lower at that time than today.) All the funding came from individuals making private decisions to commit their funds to the new enterprise. Those investors, most new to share markets, involved such scientific and literary luminaries as Charles Darwin, Charles Babbage, John Stuart Mill, the Bronte sisters and William Makepeace Thackeray, as well as such prominent politicians (directly or through their close families) as Disraeli, Gladstone, Palmerston, and Peel. Many famous figures were involved with the Mania.
Charlotte Bronte could afford a relatively calm view of the situation, since by the time of that letter she had achieved literary success, with her novel Jane Eyre one of the best- sellers of 1847. But most railway shareholders could not, and neither could she have had a few years earlier. There was wide dismay among railway investors, who once had had high hopes for riches, and instead were faced with ruin. Although railway shares did recover from the depths reached in late 1849, they were not regarded as having properly rewarded those who bought them and made the railway system possible4. google/Britisch railway mania
Branwell Bronte obtained employment with the Manchester and Leeds Railway
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I am always surprised, when I read how free, without male escort, the Bronte Sisters could travel by train
or by carriage through the country and abroad. I always thought it was not allowed in the Victorian period. I'll search the Internet for an answer. What was the situation in the period 1800 - 1900 when a woman wanted to travel? Part 1
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vrijdag 3 januari 2014
“Villette! Villette!” wrote George Eliot. “It is a still more wonderful book than Jane Eyre.
Charlotte Brontë wrote not one but two masterpieces. Most readers know Jane Eyre. Even non-readers feel they know it, because they have seen a film version, or just because it is a part of our common culture. But Villette, Brontë’s last and – to my mind – greatest novel, is less popular, perhaps because it is so uncompromising and so original. It is high time it was recognised as the blazing work it is. Reading it you enter an area of experience – of passion and disappointment and the violent return of the repressed – that has seldom been so lucidly articulated.
It is also an astonishing piece of writing, a book in which phantasmagorical set pieces alternate with passages of minute psychological exploration, and in which Brontë’s marvellously flexible prose veers between sardonic wit and stream-of-consciousness, in which the syntax bends and flows and threatens to dissolve completely in the heat of madness, drug-induced hallucination and desperate desire.
First page of the manuscript of Villette
“Villette! Villette!” wrote George Eliot. “It is a still more wonderful book than Jane Eyre. There is something almost preternatural in its power.” It was unlike the strong-minded Eliot to be reduced to exclamation marks and vague talk of a “something”. But Villette was so innovative for its time, and remains to this day so potently strange, that critics have struggled to find words to describe it. “There are so few books, and so many volumes,” wrote Eliot’s partner GH Lewes. “Among the few stands Villette.” Lewes thought it was unique. Lesser authors were “reverberating the vague noise of others”. Brontë spoke out boldly in a voice that was all her own.
Villette is the most autobiographical of Brontë’s novels. In it, she elaborates on the true story of her unrequited love for a married schoolmaster called Constantin Héger. In 1842 Brontë, then aged 26, went with her sister Emily to Brussels. There they worked as student-teachers in the Hégers’ school with the intention of perfecting their French, and returning home to set up a school of their own.
Emily, miserably homesick for the Yorkshire moors, left first. Charlotte stayed for two years, and subsequently wrote Monsieur Héger a series of letters to which he, probably in obedience to his wife, never replied. Brontë saw him as her intellectual mentor, but the yearning tone of her letters, and the two novels for which her Belgian experiences provided her with raw material, make it obvious that she was in love with him. Read more: telegraph/Why-Villette-is-better-than-Jane-Eyre
Bloggers writing about Vilette:
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kimberly eve musings
the sleepless reader
Bloggers writing about Vilette:
jointheroad/villette-read-long-week-7-chapters
kimberly eve musings
the sleepless reader
woensdag 1 januari 2014
2014. A Brontë Year
After 2011 when two Brontë film adaptations were premiered followed two years (2012, 2013) dominated by the frenzy of mash-up novels, young adult revisitations and the latest erotic retellings under the shadow of the fifty shades, everything suggests that this will be a quiet year in the Brontë front.
The big screen news will probably spin around the Clothworkers Films production of a Brontë biopic initially scheduled for 2016 (to coincide with the bicentenary of Charlotte Brontë's birth).We are pretty sure that this year will bring some news about the cast and crew that will be delivered through its active Twitter and Facebook accounts and its quite indefatigable communication strategy.
January will also bring a collector's limited edition set of Wuthering Heights 1967 for Region 2 combined with a hardback illustrated book under the title The Brontës: Their Lives and Works. An edition of 1000 copies released by Front Row Books.
Read more on: 2014. A Brontë Year
The big screen news will probably spin around the Clothworkers Films production of a Brontë biopic initially scheduled for 2016 (to coincide with the bicentenary of Charlotte Brontë's birth).We are pretty sure that this year will bring some news about the cast and crew that will be delivered through its active Twitter and Facebook accounts and its quite indefatigable communication strategy.
January will also bring a collector's limited edition set of Wuthering Heights 1967 for Region 2 combined with a hardback illustrated book under the title The Brontës: Their Lives and Works. An edition of 1000 copies released by Front Row Books.Read more on: 2014. A Brontë Year
dinsdag 31 december 2013
maandag 30 december 2013
George Whitehead's Journal
I read this on: nillyhall/love-and-more-in-mist:
Read more on this blog. There are also beautiful photographes on this blog.
I'd spent the morning looking through an old book, picked up recently in the local Oxfam shop;
"Victorian Ouseburn - George Whitehead's Journal"
George must have been a plain-speaking chap - intent on recording facts as he found them, with little emotion or detail, he notes;
"Robinsons set off for Scarboro' Friday July 4th 1845."
"Robinsons came back from Scarboro' Friday Aug 8th 1845,"
"Miss Lydia Robinson made her exit with Henry Roxby (a play actor) Monday morning, Oct 20th. They went to Gretna Green and got married that night. She was a fortnight turned 20 years that day. A bad job 1845."
("Finished shearing beans and peas, Oct 20th 1845.")
Then the penny dropped and I remembered who the Robinsons were!
A clergyman's family living at Thorpe Green House, near Little Ouseburn, the Robinsons had employed Anne Bronte as a governess between 1840 and 1845, and also Branwell Bronte, as a tutor to their son, from 1843. George Whitehead's diary does not mention Anne the governess, nor her brother Branwell, though he records Robinson family trips to Scarborough which it is known that Anne enjoyed.
"Rev. E Robinson was interred, June 5th. There was about 60 Odd Fellows followed him. His Mrs and Misses Elizabeth and Mary and the young master followed him to the church 1846."
Rumour has it that Branwell hoped that the newly widowed Mrs Robinson would marry him, but this was not to be...
"Mrs Robinsons labouring men, 4 in number, namely John Abbey, Thos. Brigg, Richard Bowser Jr. and Geo. Kaye paid off Aug 1st.""Mrs Robinson's land let about July 25th 1846."
"Mrs Robinson's sale at Thorpe Green. Farming stock and implements. Feb 12th 1847"
"Mrs Robinson had a sale of oak wood at the Black Swan York March 2nd 1847"
"All Robinsons left Thorpe Green March 3rd. Mrs went among her relations that day and the young master and the young ladies were at Lodgings at York until March 10th and they went southward to their Mamma. It will be a bad job for many people them leaving Thorpe Green 1847."
"Mrs Robinson's sale at Thorpe Green. Farming stock and implements. Feb 12th 1847"
"Mrs Robinson had a sale of oak wood at the Black Swan York March 2nd 1847"
"All Robinsons left Thorpe Green March 3rd. Mrs went among her relations that day and the young master and the young ladies were at Lodgings at York until March 10th and they went southward to their Mamma. It will be a bad job for many people them leaving Thorpe Green 1847."
George was born in 1824 and lived in the village of Little Ouseburn in North Yorkshire. He was a joiner, wheelwright and farmer. He wrote up an account of his observations, both personal and also from newpapers as a series of journals from around 1840 to 1909. His writings provide a fascinating insight into the day to day life of the 19th century, including accounts of the movements and activities of people in his community.
George's Journals are available thanks to Helier Hibbs, who discovered the journals, edited them and then published the Jounals as a book in 1990.
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The Parlour
Parsonage
Charlotte Bronte
Presently the door opened, and in came a superannuated mastiff, followed by an old gentleman very like Miss Bronte, who shook hands with us, and then went to call his daughter. A long interval, during which we coaxed the old dog, and looked at a picture of Miss Bronte, by Richmond, the solitary ornament of the room, looking strangely out of place on the bare walls, and at the books on the little shelves, most of them evidently the gift of the authors since Miss Bronte's celebrity. Presently she came in, and welcomed us very kindly, and took me upstairs to take off my bonnet, and herself brought me water and towels. The uncarpeted stone stairs and floors, the old drawers propped on wood, were all scrupulously clean and neat. When we went into the parlour again, we began talking very comfortably, when the door opened and Mr. Bronte looked in; seeing his daughter there, I suppose he thought it was all right, and he retreated to his study on the opposite side of the passage; presently emerging again to bring W---- a country newspaper. This was his last appearance till we went. Miss Bronte spoke with the greatest warmth of Miss Martineau, and of the good she had gained from her. Well! we talked about various things; the character of the people, - about her solitude, etc., till she left the room to help about dinner, I suppose, for she did not return for an age. The old dog had vanished; a fat curly-haired dog honoured us with his company for some time, but finally manifested a wish to get out, so we were left alone. At last she returned, followed by the maid and dinner, which made us all more comfortable; and we had some very pleasant conversation, in the midst of which time passed quicker than we supposed, for at last W---- found that it was half-past three, and we had fourteen or fifteen miles before us. So we hurried off, having obtained from her a promise to pay us a visit in the spring... ------------------- "She cannot see well, and does little beside knitting. The way she weakened her eyesight was this: When she was sixteen or seventeen, she wanted much to draw; and she copied nimini-pimini copper-plate engravings out of annuals, ('stippling,' don't the artists call it?) every little point put in, till at the end of six months she had produced an exquisitely faithful copy of the engraving. She wanted to learn to express her ideas by drawing. After she had tried to draw stories, and not succeeded, she took the better mode of writing; but in so small a hand, that it is almost impossible to decipher what she wrote at this time.
I asked her whether she had ever taken opium, as the description given of its effects in Villette was so exactly like what I had experienced, - vivid and exaggerated presence of objects, of which the outlines were indistinct, or lost in golden mist, etc. She replied, that she had never, to her knowledge, taken a grain of it in any shape, but that she had followed the process she always adopted when she had to describe anything which had not fallen within her own experience; she had thought intently on it for many and many a night before falling to sleep, - wondering what it was like, or how it would be, - till at length, sometimes after the progress of her story had been arrested at this one point for weeks, she wakened up in the morning with all clear before her, as if she had in reality gone through the experience, and then could describe it, word for word, as it had happened. I cannot account for this psychologically; I only am sure that it was so, because she said it. ----------------------She thought much of her duty, and had loftier and clearer notions of it than most people, and held fast to them with more success. It was done, it seems to me, with much more difficulty than people have of stronger nerves, and better fortunes. All her life was but labour and pain; and she never threw down the burden for the sake of present pleasure. I don't know what use you can make of all I have said. I have written it with the strong desire to obtain appreciation for her. Yet, what does it matter? She herself appealed to the world's judgement for her use of some of the faculties she had, - not the best, - but still the only ones she could turn to strangers' benefit. They heartily, greedily enjoyed the fruits of her labours, and then found out she was much to be blamed for possessing such faculties. Why ask for a judgement on her from such a world?" elizabeth gaskell/charlotte bronte
I asked her whether she had ever taken opium, as the description given of its effects in Villette was so exactly like what I had experienced, - vivid and exaggerated presence of objects, of which the outlines were indistinct, or lost in golden mist, etc. She replied, that she had never, to her knowledge, taken a grain of it in any shape, but that she had followed the process she always adopted when she had to describe anything which had not fallen within her own experience; she had thought intently on it for many and many a night before falling to sleep, - wondering what it was like, or how it would be, - till at length, sometimes after the progress of her story had been arrested at this one point for weeks, she wakened up in the morning with all clear before her, as if she had in reality gone through the experience, and then could describe it, word for word, as it had happened. I cannot account for this psychologically; I only am sure that it was so, because she said it. ----------------------She thought much of her duty, and had loftier and clearer notions of it than most people, and held fast to them with more success. It was done, it seems to me, with much more difficulty than people have of stronger nerves, and better fortunes. All her life was but labour and pain; and she never threw down the burden for the sake of present pleasure. I don't know what use you can make of all I have said. I have written it with the strong desire to obtain appreciation for her. Yet, what does it matter? She herself appealed to the world's judgement for her use of some of the faculties she had, - not the best, - but still the only ones she could turn to strangers' benefit. They heartily, greedily enjoyed the fruits of her labours, and then found out she was much to be blamed for possessing such faculties. Why ask for a judgement on her from such a world?" elizabeth gaskell/charlotte bronte
Poem: No coward soul is mine
No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the worlds storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heavens glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast.
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life -- that in me has rest,
As I -- Undying Life -- have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move mens hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine infinity;
So surely anchored on
The steadfast Rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou -- Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
-- Emily Bronte
No trembler in the worlds storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heavens glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast.
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life -- that in me has rest,
As I -- Undying Life -- have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move mens hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine infinity;
So surely anchored on
The steadfast Rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou -- Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
-- Emily Bronte
Family tree
The Bronte Family
Grandparents - paternal
Hugh Brunty was born 1755 and died circa 1808. He married Eleanor McClory, known as Alice in 1776.
Grandparents - maternal
Thomas Branwell (born 1746 died 5th April 1808) was married in 1768 to Anne Carne (baptised 27th April 1744 and died 19th December 1809).
Parents
Father was Patrick Bronte, the eldest of 10 children born to Hugh Brunty and Eleanor (Alice) McClory. He was born 17th March 1777 and died on 7th June 1861. Mother was Maria Branwell, who was born on 15th April 1783 and died on 15th September 1821.
Maria had a sister, Elizabeth who was known as Aunt Branwell. She was born in 1776 and died on 29th October 1842.
Patrick Bronte married Maria Branwell on 29th December 1812.
The Bronte Children
Patrick and Maria Bronte had six children.
The first child was Maria, who was born in 1814 and died on 6th June 1825.
The second daughter, Elizabeth was born on 8th February 1815 and died shortly after Maria on 15th June 1825. Charlotte was the third daughter, born on 21st April 1816.
Charlotte married Arthur Bell Nicholls (born 1818) on 29th June 1854. Charlotte died on 31st March 1855. Arthur lived until 2nd December 1906.
The first and only son born to Patrick and Maria was Patrick Branwell, who was born on 26th June 1817 and died on 24th September 1848.
Emily Jane, the fourth daughter was born on 30th July 1818 and died on 19th December 1848.
The sixth and last child was Anne, born on 17th January 1820 who died on 28th May 1849.
Grandparents - paternal
Hugh Brunty was born 1755 and died circa 1808. He married Eleanor McClory, known as Alice in 1776.
Grandparents - maternal
Thomas Branwell (born 1746 died 5th April 1808) was married in 1768 to Anne Carne (baptised 27th April 1744 and died 19th December 1809).
Parents
Father was Patrick Bronte, the eldest of 10 children born to Hugh Brunty and Eleanor (Alice) McClory. He was born 17th March 1777 and died on 7th June 1861. Mother was Maria Branwell, who was born on 15th April 1783 and died on 15th September 1821.
Maria had a sister, Elizabeth who was known as Aunt Branwell. She was born in 1776 and died on 29th October 1842.
Patrick Bronte married Maria Branwell on 29th December 1812.
The Bronte Children
Patrick and Maria Bronte had six children.
The first child was Maria, who was born in 1814 and died on 6th June 1825.
The second daughter, Elizabeth was born on 8th February 1815 and died shortly after Maria on 15th June 1825. Charlotte was the third daughter, born on 21st April 1816.
Charlotte married Arthur Bell Nicholls (born 1818) on 29th June 1854. Charlotte died on 31st March 1855. Arthur lived until 2nd December 1906.
The first and only son born to Patrick and Maria was Patrick Branwell, who was born on 26th June 1817 and died on 24th September 1848.
Emily Jane, the fourth daughter was born on 30th July 1818 and died on 19th December 1848.
The sixth and last child was Anne, born on 17th January 1820 who died on 28th May 1849.
Top Withens in the snow.
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