chains of a degrading habit from which death alone could free him. His
struggles with this fatal fascination, and his sufferings, were cruel in
the extreme, and inflicted pangs bitterer than death on all who loved
him. He was rather weak of will, and had been allowed to grow up
self-indulgent, through the over-fondness of his family, who were almost
ascetic in their own habits, but could deny him nothing. He had great
power of attracting people and of attaching them to him,--a power almost
wanting in other members of the family, and which might have been of
great advantage to him through life, had he started on the right course.
As it was, it only helped to drag him down. He had enough of Irish blood
in him to make his manners frank and genial, with a kind of natural
gallantry about them. He was generally esteemed handsome. His forehead
was massive, his eyes good, his mouth pleasant though somewhat coarse,
his hair and complexion sandy. Mrs. Gaskell, in her life of Charlotte
Bronté, thus tells of the second great grief he caused his family:--
"Branwell, I have mentioned, had obtained a situation as a private
tutor. Full of available talent, a brilliant talker, a good writer,
apt at drawing, ready of appreciation, and with a not unhandsome
person, he took the fancy of a married woman twenty years older
than himself. It is no excuse for him to say that she began the
first advances, and 'made love' to him. She was so bold and
hardened that she did it in the very presence of her children, fast
approaching maturity; and they would threaten her that if she did
not grant them such and such indulgences, they would tell their
bed-ridden father how she went on with Mr. Bronté. He was so
beguiled by this mature and wicked woman that he went home for his
holiday reluctantly, stayed there as short a time as possible,
perplexing and distressing them all by his extraordinary
conduct,--at one time in the highest spirits, at another in deepest
depression,--accusing himself of blackest guilt and treachery,
without specifying what they were; and altogether evincing an
irritability of disposition bordering on insanity. Charlotte and
her sister suffered acutely from his mysterious behavior. They
began to lose all hope in his future career. He was no longer the
family pride; an indistinct dread was creeping over their minds
that he might turn out the family disgrace.
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