The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1883-05-20

her experience. limited and perversc In
decd. and specialized by q most singu-
lar emperanont yct close and very real.
Tho biographcr goes on TO say that Emilys
imagination was as much inspired by
her surroundings. and was quite as much
constrained 10 have recourse Tor its fashion
ings TO tho materials thus furnished IA was
Annc's when sho wrote Tho Tenant OF Wild
fell Hall" or Charlotte's when she wrote Shir-
ley;" but "ns In each case the Imagination was
OF different strain. experience acting upon IL
produced a distinct and dssimilar rcsult-a
result attained no less By tho contraricty than
by the harmony OF circumstance and DISPOSE
ton. For our surroundings affect us In two
ways: subtly and permanently. tingng us
through and through. ~ vino tinses water; or
BY some violent neighborhood OF anttpnthetic
force sOnding us OF at tangent from the an
tagonistic presence that so detestaby environs
us." or the strange effects attributable to
sheer recoil q palpablc instance Ia presented in
the distinctly pantheistic spirit which pervades
tho philosophy OF Whitening HEIGHTS"
although the author had been reared
in an atmosphere OF rigid Calvinism. II is
rather absorption in the ocean Of being. than
conscious continuance of individual existence.
which marks her conception OF a future life;
TO her mind death carries no assertion OF I'M
mortality, but q deop certainty OF rest. There
Is no note" says Miss Robinson. so often
struck in all her work. and struck with such
variety OF emphasis az thls that good Tor
goodne ss' sake is desirable evil for OWLS sake
detestable and that for the just and the un-
Just alike there is rest In the grave" Touching
Emily Brontd's revolt from tho evangrlistc
doctrines which had boon instilled in her. we
again read in this biography: " Mover was
nature more sensitive to tho stupidities and
- MI nj Oniuinn n nature
more likely to DO found in the ranks OF the OPP
position; and with such nature Indignation
Is the force that most often looses the gate OF
speech. Tho impulse to reveal wrongs and
suffcrings as they really ara is overwhelmingly
strong although the revelation itsolf is felt 10
bo imperfect" What. then. would this York
shire parsons daughter reveal! The I'M
likeness OF life to tho authorized pictures OF
life: the force OF evil only conquerable by tho
slow revolving process OF nature, which admits
not tho eternal duration Of tho rervcrsc; ths
grim and fearful lessons Of heredity; the SUM-
cheney OF the finite to the finite. OF life to life.
| with no other reward than the conduct OF life
| fulnls to him that lives; tho all-penctrating
| kinship OF living things-heathersp rig, singing
| lark confident child relentless tyrant; and. not
least to her already In its shadow. the sure and
| universal peace OF DEATH"
| tits indeed strange to think that OF Char
| lottes two sisters, 1t was Anne who had one
short draught of exhilarating fame. The ct Ten
| ant OF Wildfol Hall" was advertised. and for
| some time acce pted. IA the last and finest pro-
| duction Of the author Of Jane Eyre" But the
last days OF Ellis Bell" wore chcercd by no
peal o. triumph no forcgleam of appreciation.
| All her plans had failed; her school had come
| to naught, her poems wore unread tho brother
whom she loved was dead. tho sister whom she
cherished most tendcry was dying. She was
| never to know tho sweetest things In lfo
"Sisterly love- FREQ solitude. unprased crea'
ton were to remain her most poignant joys. Nc
touch of love- no hint Of fame. no hours of ease
lny for her across the knees of fate" We ap
uend. by way Of conclusion. passage In which
tho authors loving reverence for her sub
jet is touchingly and stirringy -, dis
closed: Neither rose nor laurel Will W.
lay reverentiy for remembrance over the toni
| where you sleep but the Hover that waA alway'
| your own, the wild dry heather. You VINO were
| in your sisters phrase. moorish. wild ant
| knOtty as a root Of heath. you grew to you
| own perfection on tho waste where no nure
fragile rose ever opened in the heart OF June
The storm and the W ntor darkness. the ylrGii
| earth, the blasting winds OF March. would nave
| slain thom utterly; but ali these surve to max
| the heather light and strong. to flush It's bel
with n rudder purple, to HI its coils will
| you had you known the fate that love would
| thri~-d in your fun hlonn- Another linrry
| prosperous north-country matron would b.
| dead. But now you live" the undying soul o
courage and loneliness another voice in tin
| wind another glory the mountain LOps.'