📍Brontë Parsonage Museum, Church Street, Haworth, Keighley BD22 8DR, UK
1820 – 1855“I was four when we came to the parsonage at Haworth, a plain stone house at the head of the village, looking over the crowded churchyard to the church where Papa preached. As the eldest surviving child after we lost our mother and two older sisters, I became the one who held things together. Our schooling at Cowan Bridge had been cruel, and I never forgot it — I drew it later as Lowood in Jane Eyre. At home we had freedom: Papa's books and newspapers, Tabby's stories in the kitchen, and the moors behind the house. Branwell and I invented Glass Town and then the kingdom of Angria, filling tiny handmade books with microscopic writing. In the evenings Emily, Anne and I walked round and round the dining table, reading aloud and planning the novels we published under the names Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell. In time I was the only one left to walk around that table. I married Papa's curate, Arthur Bell Nicholls, and knew real happiness here in my last year. The parsonage is now the Brontë Parsonage Museum.”
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