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pline at the beginning. It would be well for us to have such mottoes and put them into practice as we so often hear, one in particular from President Joseph Smith. When asked concerning his great success in certain lines of government, he replied: "I teach correct principles and they govern themselves." So in these matters let us teach correct principles to our children, and certain it is they will govern themselves, or at least be easily governed.

The Catholics, we are told, make the claim that if they can have a child up to eight or ten years of age under their care,they will guarantee that child will be saved, according to their doctrine, the balance of its life. Perhaps, and I believe it to be true, that these things work through natural laws, as, for instance, one extreme in life seems invariably to follow another, and it is very difficult for the parent who had few privileges and yet succeeded, to realize that such lack of privileges unquestionably develops the elements of success better than anything else could have done. Of course privileges properly improved should. give the best results, but it doesn't seem to operate, through some peculiar and inexplicable defect, in that way. Again, parents had hardships a generation or so ago, and it is next to impossible for them to see their children endure such things as they endured, and their tendency is to lean quite as far in the opposite direction and grant unusual, many times unnecessary, advantages. And yet this opposite condition is almost certain to bring opposite results.

In this particular, it is absolutely necessary to proceed with the greatest care in giving way to children, especially in granting their desires in pleasures and over-indulgence in

money matters. A case in mind where a parent offered a child a certain sum of money ($50.00) to complete a course of study and graduate in a certain grade at a specified time. It was done, andinstead of putting the sum in the bank to the credit of said child and proceeding as formerly to supply his needs, it was given him to spend as desired. Then and there a protective and important barrier was broken, and the life so affected by the privileges of such an amount. that never again could the desired and original rule be brought to bear in allowing the actual needs to be satisfied and a small margin. for other pleasures, and more real damage resulted than if an extra year or two had been taken to cover the school work required.

It seems very strange, but according to careful observation, the rule requiring hardships brings the best results ultimately. It works variously to the good of all, as, for instance, say a young man is required to attend to some manual labor, the chances are what money comes in through this means will be handled with greater care because of the difficulty attending its acquirement, and better still that boy will, in eight cases out of ten, seek the rest early, his tired body requires, and thus lay a foundation to overcome one of the greatest evils of our day-too many nights away from home.

We are apt to be too indulgent for the good of all. Some say, "Oh, well, so and so may be bad, but my boy is all right, I am sure of that." Parents must wake up and quit this nonsense. Of course, do not act it out aloud, and remember as true that as water will run down hill, so the tendency is to evil, and the greatest wisdom and judgment must be exercised that parents may

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The Home of the Brontes.

Dorothy.

It was from Bradford that we took the run out to Haworth, a quaint, distinctly old-fashioned town of one narrow main street, paved with brick and lined with houses whose very oldness scarcely seemed attractive. And when we walked farther and saw the parsonage, its only outlook graves and a bleak country of wild moor, a feeling of awe and emotion almost as strong as for someone we had known, rose in our

hearts for

the memory of three

physically

delicate

girls who

out of

such utter

lorlines s had taken

a great place in

the world.

Charlotte

(1816-55)

Emily (1818-48) and Anne (1820-49) Bronte were three of six children, two of whom died young, the other, Branwell, the boy upon whose talents all their hopes were set, living but to be, by his maudlin dissipation, an smarting wound to their affections and an open hurt to their pride. Motherless and with a father strict to sternness, the little Brontes had no childhood. They never learned to play! There recreations were tramping miles over the moor, to a

ever

tiny waterfall, the wonderful oasis. of a great desert-no one will ever know what that little stream of water meant to them-the changes of the sky, reading, composing, and philosophical discussion!

Charlotte was about four years old when her father moved from Thornton, where she was born, to Haworth. He was clergyman there from that time to his death. When Charlotte was eight she and two

older sis

ters were

sent to school at

a town not far away. It

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aged establish

ment.

From

poorly cooked

food and

other

causes,not the least being

homesickness, many of the children fell ill. Charlotte's sisters (Marie and Elizabeth) were among the unfortunate ones, and both died within a few months of each other. The sorrows of the school life are pitifully shown in "Jane Eyre" (air), as also are some of her later experiences as governess. The instance of Mr. Rochester's mad wife in the same story is drawn from a real happening. But everything she wrote was a real happening

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dressed by her wonderful, creative imagination. The episode in "Shirley," where the heroine, bitten by a mad dog, cauterizes the wound herself was drawn from her sister Emily who, when similarly attacked, had, with unflinching nerve, put the poker in the fire and applied it to her smarting flesh before the family had heard of her harm, in order to spare their feelings. One critic

says:

"Of the unusual, the improbable, the highly colored in Charlotte Bronte's books we shall say little. In criticising

works so true to life and nature as these, one should not be hasty. We feel the presence of a seer. Some one made an objection in Charlotte Bronte's presence to that part of "Jane Eyre" in which she hears Rochester's voice calling to her at a great crisis in her life, he being many miles distant from her at the time. Charlotte caught her breath and replied in a low voice: 'But it is a true thing; it really happened.' And so it might be said of Charlotte Bronte's work as a whole: 'It is a true thing; it really happened.'"

Branwell Bronte had a talent for drawing as well as verse making, and there was some talk of edu

cating him in art. Perhaps that is the reason Charlotte so early displayed a strong interest in famous painters. She who had never seen a great painting longed for the privilege, and at twelve years of age the list she was studying comprised such names as Michael Angelo, Raphael, Titian, Corregio, Guido Reni, Rubens, Leonardo da Vinci, etc. From thirteen to fourteen was a prolific year. In about fifteen months she wrote twenty-two volumes of miscellaneous manuscript -tales, romances, poems, descriptions, conversations, plays, essays etc.—each volume containing from sixty to a hundred pages, written so close and small that it can be read

only under

a magnifying glass! It was

probably about

this

time that Patrick

Branwell

Bronte made

the rough painting of

himself and sisters. It looks like a sign for "Three doses of Curem's best will put life into the figures." But it was said that the resemblance was excellent. However, in looking at the probably very poor reproduction of the old picture, it is hard to believe that Branwell was the handsome youth he is said to have been. At this time, too, he was encouraged heartily in his downward direction by people who cared enough for him, doubtless, to be very sorry when he became a confirmed drunkard. For he was the pride of the

village as well as the pride of his family. His intellect, his cleverness were greatly admired by the crude Yorkshire men whose own sons must have seemed like dolts beside him, and he was "shown off" at all village gatherings and displayed to all strangers. He formed the habit of hanging about the "Black Bull" inn. It was a common suggestion of the landlord to any traveler who felt dull or lonely over his liquor, "Do you want someone to help you with your bottle, sir? If you do I'll send up for Patrick." And the poor weak, flattered lad was sent much too often. Mr. Bronte, like

for

many oth

ers, was too engrossed by church duties and fast increasing illhealth to take much interest in his son until it was too late. Years

after, when Branwell

should have been in the glory of competent young manhood, Charlotte writes of him to a friend:

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BRANWELL BRONTE'S PAINTING.

"You ask about Branwell; he never thinks of seeking employment, and I begin to fear he has rendered himself incapable of filling any respectable station in life; besides, if money were at his disposal, he would use it only to his own injury; the faculty of self-government is, I fear, almost destroyed in him. You ask me if I do not think men are strange beings? I do, indeed. And I think, too, the method of bringing them up is strange: they are not sufficiently guarded from temptation. Girls are protected as if they were something very frail or silly

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