Then follow pictures of the life at Haworth Parsonage, which tell us how
Charlotte Brontë adored her sisters; and with the modesty of true genius
she places herself at their feet, as it were. We have a sketch of
Tabitha Aykroyd ironing Aunt Branwell's lace frills and crimping her
nightcap borders in _Jane Eyre_, Chapter I., wherein both figure as
Bessie and Aunt Reed. Years ago it came to be thought the original of
Jane Eyre's Aunt Reed was Miss Branwell, the aunt of the Brontë
children, though one writer identified her with a certain Mrs. Sidgwick
whose son threw a book at Miss Brontë in her governess days, because
"the son of Mrs. Reed" threw a Bible at Jane Eyre. The fact the
rainy-day narrations in _Wuthering Heights_ and _Jane Eyre_ establish,
that Charlotte Brontë associated a "volume-hurling" incident with her
childhood and Branwell Brontë's "tyranny," disposed finally of the
Sidgwick identifications. John Reed we have now seen was, like Hindley
Earnshaw, Catherine's brother, drawn by Charlotte Brontë from her
brother Branwell Brontë. Always she wrote of him vindictively, and with
a retributive justice, her strong characteristic. At about the period
when Currer Bell was penning _Wuthering Heights_ and _Jane Eyre_
Branwell was a source of considerable distress to her. He was disgraced;
his habits were the reverse of temperate, and it was daily feared that
in a fit of delirium he might make an attempt upon his own life. Indeed
Charlotte Brontë palpably writes of Branwell Brontë and those miserable
associations which brought trouble upon Mrs. Gaskell's first edition of
the Brontë _Life_, in _The Professor_, Chapter XX., where she says:--
Limited as had yet been my experience of life, I had once had the
opportunity of contemplating, near at hand, an example of the
results produced by a course of ... domestic treachery.... I saw
it bare and real, and it was very loathsome. I saw a mind degraded
... by the habit of perfidious deception, and a body depraved by
the infectious influence of the vice-polluted soul. I had suffered
much from the forced and prolonged view of this spectacle.
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