Page wall post by The Brontë Society - The Brontë Society: On this day in 1840, a 24 year old Charlotte responds to a letter from Hartley Coleridge, who has read one of Charlotte's stories. The...
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St. John in the WildernessThis book is obviously a labour of love. A book born and bred of the necessity of reconstructing a family history, tracing your ancestors and establishing a connection, a continuity with your past. Something everybody can sympathise with. Who has never felt the necessity of exploring their family tree? Who has never tried to find their origins and the chain of events, ordinary or extraordinary, that helped to shape what is now their place in life and history?
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At R. Col last withRegrettably, this is the only factual link between Branwell and J. Titterington(1). The rest of the details described in the present novel are more or less plausible what-if-accounts which are disseminated through the narrative. Some of them are indeed possible, as the vivid account of the setting of the scene drawn by Branwell as 'The rescue of the punchbowl, a scene in the Talbot' (1848), now at the Brotherton Collection in Leeds. Alan Titterington suggests names and backgrounds for all the figures represented in the sketch, introducing John Titterington as St John in the Wilderness(2). Other details are certainly intriguing like the two portraits of John Titterington and his wife Mary Holdsworth which have been attributed to Branwell Brontë in several occasions(3), but which have not been authenticated even after extensive study(4). Other details are more far-fetched and certainly difficult to believe, such as the encyclopaedic knowledge that John Titterington has of the works and lives of the Brontës.
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I quarrelled with J. T. about going but after a wrestle met him on the road and became friends — quarrelled almost on the subject with G. Thompson. Will have no more of it.
August 18th, 1841. P. B. B