A week ago we sent for a Medical Man of skill and experience from Leeds to see her he examined her with a Stethoscope his report I forbear to dwell on for the resent even skilful physicians have often been mistaken in their conjectures… To papa I must only speak cheeringly, to Anne only encouragingly, to you I may give some hint of the dreary truth.Īnne and I sit alone and in seclusion as you fancy us, but we do not study Anne cannot study now, she can scarcely read she occupies Emily’s chair-she does not get on well. But the fact is, sometimes I feel it absolutely necessary to unburden my mind.
In sitting down to write to you I feel as if I were doing a wrong and selfish thing I believe I ought to discontinue my correspondence with you till times change and the tide of calamity which of late days has set so strongly in against us, takes a turn.
Her hopes, outlined below, were too generous Anne’s case of TB proved fatal in May. Charlotte addresses William Smith Williams, one of her editors at the publishing house of Smith, Elder, and Co. All responsibility of the family’s care and upkeep fell to Charlotte, who took another blow when Anne, the youngest, started with a racking cough. Soon after Branwell’s death, Emily succumbed to tuberculosis. At the time of this letter’s writing the Brönte household was in disarray. Branwell, Charlotte’s elder brother, had died from a case of alcoholism-enflamed bronchitis in September 1848.
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