Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-04-05
HAWORTH.
Among the Hills of the West
Riding of Yorkshire.
A VISIT IN EARLY SUMMER.
A Village Noted for Little Else Other
Than Once Having Been the Home of
the Bronte Family, and Its
Rugged Surroundings.
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Special Correspondence Of the Gazette.
HAwogTH. Eng. March 20, lo9l.-ln the
entire history Oi The relation Of woman 10
English literature there cannot be found
ANYTHING like The same WlnsOlac. II some
what melancholy, Interest that viii always
cling TO the irgeproachab.e name, the OBJ
scuge surrounding and the extraordinary
persona IL of The author Of Jane Eyre"
Because OF this. HawOrth, though inter-
es;!ug for little else tnau once having been
the home OF the Brontc family, Is worth 60
ing z long way TO see. And II is
long and Creary way one
mas 10 cone PerchcG up here among the
bleak hills Of the West Riding Of Yorkshire
alongside the moors and i2l.s OF Lancashire,
Ii place IS almost as unknown and mac
cessio!e - the grave OF Byron ~ HuCknalI
ToIkard, in NottinghaMsh.re.
# your impulse IS TO visit Haworth, come
IN the summer only. Then there Is at least
sunshine Then tcccy clouds struggle over
and be. Wceu the hills is If shaduwy hosts
were ma. ing behind the horizon. Here
and there sp-atchcs Of color lie against old
walls and house-fronts. The heather
bushes from the uudulaut green OF the
uuors. And one can then easily imagine
Ills Of Apu-.au pastUra. scenery here IN the
shepherds aud their itorhs, Ike cameo re-
LEI. on BIDS Of dazzling emerald, win
perspective Of bilo"y lines aud misty
clglGs. ard here and here q savage kite or
UoJr-DLLE.rd C!rC.4Ug ABOVE the scene.
Esuc. and endless ia It's hunger Tor uEwary
lcarL-pOuits or grouse.
Eu, u any other time your impressions
a.. he way from keighLcy up the little val
... Of The Wurth river, the stream being no
where more han L tiny beck or moor
land rll. VII. be dismal ones indeed. TINS
entire York hire district, OF which Brad
ford is he trade metropolis. IS given over
10 tho manufacture Of wOrsteis To The
r'ght and left VI the little branch Of the
Midland railway, which follows the stream
Up The valley past HuWOrlh to OXeHhOpc,
are clusters Of deserted olLen hauG-OOIn
GLls: rotten wgirs; grimy steam-pOwer
mills with thc.r huge, hall SmONe-nIGtcG
cAimu"ys. decayiUg arches: rows u factory
hand cottages with s!attcruly women al the
door. euar-ed, stuur-d trees sprlLgIng mea-
gerly from impoverished SoA in shGuowy
gorge and glen; and, IN tar;nrst reaches u
prospect beneath = leaaeu-CU.Jred Sky, the
grim outlines Of b,ueu hills, the hOl.oWs
ta.lvlsu showing further. DINNER outlines
Of bleak. bare ROOFS. suggesting the wastes
Of . noun tlinous-wavet
uEAsuRELEss SEA
The tiny U4worIh railway station stands
in tn center Of the hOiseshOe-Shaped valley
'ad ~ which YOU have come from the
north There could be "a 10 more cherries
sight than tE,t presenting Itself in every
direction as you Glght from your railway
carriage Tn. station master, the single
human ia sight, IN splrsely cut, thread
bare uniform, trJts around Shlverngly for
= moment rs if feeble, starved and cold, ami
rhou snapS himself up in his little den with
a sharp dick, - Il IN flight from the sur
rounding dra4riuuss. Across the tr4cl:
where there has some time been little
patch 81 towers a lonely, almost feather
less altu-s. her bcdraggied hen pecks ut
sAg trad talks feebly, qucrulously. This
is al Of .lo there is near the station; over
.H be left, q long distance away on the level
.r.l # the valley, are several huge mills
They axe prisons Ia every sense. The black
Smoke rolls Su-leu.y from their stacks. But
30 human bg.lv is visible Then there are
"a aAf score rows OF wOrhmeu'S houses,
little. mean, hard anu CrJmped, huddlcd in
Egw,, dcuuted spaces, or set on the
lrsa.-siGe In all manner of angles; Is though
-h.y had set out 10 run away from the
place ana, TOO feeble 10 escape. had stuck
fast where they nov stand. Hlgn above
inns modern HAGul. il. lruwmure stretches
.Eu, In uttruiuuhte Swc.lS OF savage. tree
less hills = uUSe circle around to the south
.ut west, and your eye follows them until
i catches Il steel fray line of what II first
a..gms ragged, ll-Eod cubes uf rock, cut
Ting ia Diagonal transverse from The bot
tom 10 nearly The top Of the bare oScarp-
ueut of another Dolder hillside, terminating
T.. fla, luftigr drcaricr iiaYUrih moor. This
Al.i-dctueG. ragged line of gray Is
TIRE ANCIENT VILLAGE OF HAwoETH.
Slipping and sliding along the sinuous.
claycg path. You reach the lower end Of the
hong. climbing aiuuiug, village street
Everything Is of stoue-thc houses, the
s.uttrla. the rain rroughs, the gurgOyle
suou's and tLc cOUbleu way. like an open
stone sewer cut uloug the hillside to carry
OF lie secpy uoyiurs " the moor MOSES
a-QVg. There Is but me single street Nam
street II is called. Dank, dark closes some
times extend Tor n house ,ength TO the right
and left. The yari-wiGe pavemcuts are Sc
ries .' stone stairs ana platforms. Beneath
lie latter arr sA.duwy shops and living |
ROOMS. All stand open; but few inhabi- |
'Iuts are To be seen. Those Of whom |
glimpse, c,.n be caught are little children, |
s'!U too young TO be ground in the mIlis.and |
hlwc old Cruups Of women already ground |
by the Mills into vOfceIessucsS and shape |
lcssnes4s,, Up, up. up, for mile,
open space. he houses are set |
ancient inns crowd It ut all sorts OF curl |
oUs angles. This is the head Of the vii !
lagc. geographically, IL habltationS and IN |
arIstocvsCy- Not for lis attIuCtiveneSs. but |
because il seems an outlet to somewhere, |
you pass INTO little court behind the |
Blar6 BI.l inn. Il Is a maze OF angles and |
WyndS- Suddenly another tiny open space |
CuuUuu's lou Here are IN Old. OblOug |
tNu-s,oIIci stone house with few yards !
Of grass pot ~ its side; little stone |
church. attached 10. rather than Olenued /
with. grim Norman tower; = grave yard /
ciu.tcred with lumb.ing stones; The whole |
covering barely an acre Of ground. These
were EawCrh parsonage, church and |
chuUCa-y yard. TIE earthly, and final, home
O. The B:outes and their living eyes ever
rested On I!aworlh moor, which rises i'm
uedIdtcly above the Church-yurd
LIKE WALL or ROUNDED STONE.
Here within the village nest of the
mourSIGg Crri- one may tittingly pause and
T., al the history q the BrOuteS Is fam
~. The f.. her, the Rev, Patrick Broute
was son of a county Down, ireland,
farmer, whose real name was Prunty. He
Wa boru Pa,ric4,;nIs day, l1a1, his name
being changed 10 Bronte 1t the suGges ion
OF his OeuefaCtor. the Rev. Mir. IIghe,
rector of DruugooaDd parish, in Down.
Fine in physique. handsome and ambitious,
Re toTSwure leas..ut life. and, much after
the manner - he Poor scholar in Garlic
tons pathetic tale, gained enough Learning
IL sixteen to teach = small private school;
soon became Il tutor. entered ST. Johns
College Cambridge. in 1902, obtained his Is.
: decree four wears later. WIS ordained 10
q cul.,cv, ana We find him on his marriage,
"a 1872 10 MAlia Brauwel, sweet and /
teuile Cornish maiden Of Peuzlnce the
incumbent OF the church living 1t HATS
he'd i little village near HuddersEeld,
about twenty miles across the moors 10
the southeast of Haworth. They were