New-York daily tribune., 1857-04-21


was. He entirely confined 10 his bed Dur ior one
single day, and in the village two days esiore his
death He died after 'wentS minute a'TnggI gr;,IY JY
till the last agony came on. His mind hah
undergone the peculiar change which frequently pre-
eede- death two days previously the calm Oi oetF
feelings hAed IT. return Of natural affection marked
his last moments He j. in Gods hands now; and the
All-Powerful j. likewise the AnMerciul. A deep
conviction that he rests at last-rss WE'LL after Ills
brief erring sufeIing ieverlSh iiie-lIls ana qHe's
nv mind now The final SEPARATION the spectacle of
bis pale corpse gave acute bitter pain than
could have imagined. Till the last hour comes, We
know how much We can forgive, pity, rrgTrt
near relative. All his vices were and are nothing
| now. We remember only his woes.
| New griefs were in store Tor the hearts already
crushed From the Sunday succeeding Branwels
| death, Emily Bronte never went out OF doors. Al
| though the hand of death was laid upon her, she
| made no complaint Stern and selt-inyolved, she
would endure questioning, and rejected sympa-
thy and help Often would her sisters drop their sew
ing or cease from their writing TO listen to the tall
ing step the Iabored breathing the frequent pauses,
with which she climbed the short staircase; but
ttry dared not notice what they observed even BY
| a word much less BY the offer Of a helping arm or
hand. They sat still and silent. When doctor
| had been cent for and was in the very house, she
refused 70 see him. Her sisters could only describe
| 10 him her symptoms aud she would not consent
10 take his medicines, denying that she was Ill.
| But Emily was growing rapidly worse. remember
Miss Brnnies shiver at recalling the paug she iei'
vben after having searched in the little hoilows ana
betered crrvicrs Of the nOors for lingering spray
| of L.sther-us one spray however ltheTed-to take
| in 10 Emily she that the flower was NOT recOg
| pized by the dim and Indifferent eyes Yet 10 the
| In.t Emily adh, tcuaciously To her habits oi nde
|
| hrv Effort To do 81 reused the old stern spirit One
| Tuesday morning in December she arose ana dressed
| herself as usunl, making many "a pause, but dong
| everything for herc and even endeavorlng II take
ND her employment of sewing. The servants looked
on and knew what the catching, raitling breath ana
| the glazing of the eye too surely toretold but she
| K, pt nj her work and Charlotte and Anne, though
u of unpeakable dread had still the falntes spark
| Of hope On that morning Charlotte wrote thus
probably in the very presence OF her dying sister:
81 should have written to YOU before if had had
one word of hope to say but havt not. Sue grows
| daily weaker The physician opinion was expressed
too obscurey to be of use. He sent some medicine
which she would not take. Moments 80 dark a. these
| have never known. pray for Gods support to III
| ALL Hitherto He has granted IT,
| sh. could only whisper in gaspS Now, when u was
Toe late she said 10 Charlotte you will send for
| doctor. will see linn now About two O'Clock she
| died
Anne Bronte drOopcd aud sickenrd more rapidly
from that time, and thus ended the year ls4S. The
proeress Of her illness WAS slower than that OF her
sister had been; her disposition was more open
| and genial; and she was too unsclhsh not 10 use
| every means of recovery. But all was OF no avail
She breathed her last in May, ls49. Miss Bronte
was now left literally alone. Her nerves were in
state of great disorder and sensitive to the slightest
| Sho thus "A ID de d.
lation.
| Owing 10 Mr.. Bron,es great age, and lOng-fOrmed
hrbits OF solitary occupation when in the house, his
daughter was lc herself for the greater part OF the
dry Ever since his serious attacks of Illness he had
dined alonc; a portion OF her dinner, reguiated ny
strict attention the diet most suitable for him. being
taken into his room by herself After dinner she read
10 him for an hour so, his sight was too weak to
allow of his reading long to himself lie was out oi
doors among his parishlOners for good part OF eac
| dsy: often or longer time than his strength would
uernit Yet lie always liked to go alone and conse-
quen.Iy her a.ctionale care could be no check upon
the length Of his walks to the more distant hainets
| which were i'll hir He would come back occa-
soray utterly fatigued; and be- obliged to go to bed,
| ou, stionng hnself lady a. to where all his former
strength Of body had gone 10 His strength of will
| wa. tie same Us ever. That which he resolved to do
h, did at whatever cost Of weariness but his daugh-
fer wAs all the anxious from seeing him so re-
| caidl,ss of hnrelf and his health. The hours OF
| retiring for the night had always been early IN the
| pue,pHge: fanny prayers were NJ O oClothi
| Dir, city nfer which MI. Bronte and old Tabby went
| to bed and Martha not long in following. But
| Charlotte could not have slept II she had gone-coud
| rot have rested on ner desoate couch She stopped
up-it was very tenpting-late and later; striving to
| beguile the lonely night with some employment, I'll
her weak eyes failed to read to sew and could only
| weep in solitude over the dead that were not. No
| one on earth can imagine what those hours were
10 her All the grim supcrstitions OF the North had
been implanted in her during her childhood by the ser
| wants, who believed in them. They required to her
now-wth no shrinking from the spirits ot the dead,
but with such intense longing once more to stand
| facc 10 face with the souls Of her sisters a. no
one but she could hayc felt. II seemed as If the very
| strength of her yearning should have compelled them
a. appear On windy nights cries, and sobs, and wall
In % seemed 60 round the house. as o the dearly
beoy yed striving force their way to her. Some one
converting with her once objected in my presence, to
that part of "Jane Eyre in which she hesrs Roches-
ters voice crying out to her IN great Crisis OF her NE,
| he being many, many miles distant at the tiine DO
| not know what incident was in hiss Bronte recoiec-
ton when she replied in low voice, drawing IN her
breath d" But it il true thing 1t really happened
| During the Exhibition at the Caystal Palace In
| Is5l. Miss Bronte made visit to London, but with
little relish for its enjoyments and with the express
stipulation on the part Of her friends that she should
be- protected from all superHuous publicity. The
first time that she yentired out to hear one of
Thackerays lectures, which were then all the rage
in the highest circles Of London society - did not
at all expect" says she in letter, that the great
lecturer would know me or notice me under these
circumstances, wth admiring duchesses and cOun-
ie,srs seated in rows before him. but ne met me as
/ eptered-shook hands-took me to his mother,
| whom | had not before seen and introduced me.
She is fine, handsome, young looking old lady;
WAS very gracious and called with one of her