the life of charlotte bronte-1-第17章
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prominent place； and these things sank deep into the mind of one； at least； among her hearers。
Mr。 Cartwright was the owner of a factory called Rawfolds； in Liversedge； not beyond the distance of a walk from Roe Head。 He had dared to employ machinery for the dressing of woollen cloth； which was an unpopular measure in 1812； when many other circumstances conspired to make the condition of the mill…hands unbearable from the pressure of starvation and misery。 Mr。 Cartwright was a very remarkable man； having； as I have been told； some foreign blood in him； the traces of which were very apparent in his tall figure； dark eyes and complexion； and singular； though gentlemanly bearing。 At any rate he had been much abroad； and spoke French well； of itself a suspicious circumstance to the bigoted nationality of those days。 Altogether he was an unpopular man； even before he took the last step of employing shears； instead of hands； to dress his wool。 He was quite aware of his unpopularity； and of the probable consequences。 He had his mill prepared for an assault。 He took up his lodgings in it； and the doors were strongly barricaded at night。 On every step of the stairs there was placed a roller； spiked with barbed points all round； so as to impede the ascent of the rioters； if they succeeded in forcing the doors。
On the night of Saturday the 11th of April； 1812； the assault was made。 Some hundreds of starving cloth…dressers assembled in the very field near Kirklees that sloped down from the house which Miss W… afterwards inhabited； and were armed by their leaders with pistols； hatchets； and bludgeons； many of which had been extorted by the nightly bands that prowled about the country； from such inhabitants of lonely houses as had provided themselves with these means of self…defence。 The silent sullen multitude marched in the dead of that spring…night to Rawfolds； and giving tongue with a great shout； roused Mr。 Cartwright up to the knowledge that the long…expected attack was come。 He was within walls； it is true； but against the fury of hundreds he had only four of his own workmen and five soldiers to assist him。 These ten men； however； managed to keep up such a vigorous and well…directed fire of musketry that they defeated all the desperate attempts of the multitude outside to break down the doors； and force a way into the mill； and； after a conflict of twenty minutes； during which two of the assailants were killed and several wounded； they withdrew in confusion； leaving Mr。 Cartwright master of the field； but so dizzy and exhausted； now the peril was past； that he forgot the nature of his defences； and injured his leg rather seriously by one of the spiked rollers； in attempting to go up his own staircase。 His dwelling was near the factory。 Some of the rioters vowed that； if he did not give in； they would leave this； and go to his house； and murder his wife and children。 This was a terrible threat； for he had been obliged to leave his family with only one or two soldiers to defend them。 Mrs。 Cartwright knew what they had threatened； and on that dreadful night； hearing； as she thought； steps approaching； she snatched up her two infant children； and put them in a basket up the great chimney； common in old…fashioned Yorkshire houses。 One of the two children who had been thus stowed away used to point out with pride； after she had grown up to woman's estate； the marks of musket shot； and the traces of gunpowder on the walls of her father's mill。 He was the first that had offered any resistance to the progress of the 〃Luddites；〃 who had become by this time so numerous as almost to assume the character of an insurrectionary army。 Mr。 Cartwright's conduct was so much admired by the neighbouring mill…owners that they entered into a subscription for his benefit which amounted in the end to 3；000L。
Not much more than a fortnight after this attack on Rawfolds； another manufacturer who employed the obnoxious machinery was shot down in broad daylight； as he was passing over Crossland Moor； which was skirted by a small plantation in which the murderers lay hidden。 The readers of 〃Shirley〃 will recognise these circumstances； which were related to Miss Bronte years after they occurred； but on the very spots where they took place； and by persons who remembered full well those terrible times of insecurity to life and property on the one hand； and of bitter starvation and blind ignorant despair on the other。
Mr。 Bronte himself had been living amongst these very people in 1812； as he was then clergyman at Hartshead； not three miles from Rawfolds； and； as I have mentioned； it was in these perilous times that he began his custom of carrying a loaded pistol continually about with him。 For not only his Tory politics； but his love and regard for the authority of the law； made him despise the cowardice of the surrounding magistrates； who； in their dread of the Luddites； refused to interfere so as to prevent the destruction of property。 The clergy of the district were the bravest men by far。
There was a Mr。 Roberson of Heald's Hall； a friend of Mr。 Bronte's who has left a deep impression of himself on the public mind。 He lived near Heckmondwike； a large； straggling； dirty village； not two miles from Roe Head。 It was principally inhabited by blanket weavers； who worked in their own cottages； and Heald's Hall is the largest house in the village； of which Mr。 Roberson was the vicar。 At his own cost； he built a handsome church at Liversedge； on a hill opposite the one on which his house stood； which was the first attempt in the West Riding to meet the wants of the overgrown population； and made many personal sacrifices for his opinions； both religious and political； which were of the true old…fashioned Tory stamp。 He hated everything which he fancied had a tendency towards anarchy。 He was loyal in every fibre to Church and King； and would have proudly laid down his life； any day； for what he believed to be right and true。 But he was a man of an imperial will； and by it he bore down opposition； till tradition represents him as having something grimly demoniac about him。 He was intimate with Cartwright； and aware of the attack likely to be made on his mill； accordingly； it is said； he armed himself and his household； and was prepared to come to the rescue； in the event of a signal being given that aid was needed。 Thus far is likely enough。 Mr。 Roberson had plenty of war…like spirit in him； man of peace though he was。
But； in consequence of his having taken the unpopular side； exaggerations of his character linger as truth in the minds of the people； and a fabulous story is told of his forbidding any one to give water to the wounded Luddites； left in the mill…yard； when he rode in the next morning to congratulate his friend Cartwright on his successful defence。 Moreover； this stern； fearless clergyman had the soldiers that were sent to defend the neighbourhood billeted at his house； and this deeply displeased the work…people； who were to be intimidated by the red…coats。 Although not a magistrate； he spared no pains to track out the Luddites concerned in the assassination I have mentioned； and was so successful in his acute unflinching energy； that it was believed he had been supernaturally aided； and the country people； stealing into the fields surrounding Heald's Hall on dusky winter evenings； years after this time； declared that through the windows they saw Parson Roberson dancing； in a strange red light； with black demons all whirling and eddying round him。 He kept a large boys' school； and made himself both respected and dreaded by his pupils。 He added a grim kind of humour to his strength of will； and the former quality suggested to his fancy strange out…of…the…way kinds of punishment for any refractory pupils： for instance； he made them stand on one leg in a corner of the schoolroom； holding a heavy book in each hand； and once； when a boy had run away home； he followed him on horseback； reclaimed him from his parents； and； tying him by a rope to the stirrup of his saddle； made him run alongside of his horse for the many miles they had to traverse before reaching Heald's Hall。
One other illustration of his character may be given。 He discovered that his servant Betty had 〃a follower；〃 and； watching his time till Richard was found in the kitchen； he ordered him into the dining…room； where the pupils were all assembled。 He then questioned Richard whether he had come after Betty； and on his confessing the truth； Mr。 Roberson gave the word； 〃Off with him； lads； to the pump！〃 The poor lover was dragged to the court… yard； and the pump set to play upon him； and； between every drenching； the question was put to him； 〃Will you promise not to come after Betty again？〃 For a long time Richard bravely refused to give in； when 〃Pump again； lads！〃 was the order。 But； at last； the poor soaked 〃follower〃 was forced to yield； and renounce his Betty。
The Yorkshire character of Mr。 Roberson would be incomplete if I did not mention his fondness for horses。 He lived to be a very old man； dying some time nearer to 1840 than 1830； and even after he was eighty years of age； he took great delight in breaking refractory steeds； if necessary； he would sit motionless on their backs for half…an…hour or more to bring them to。 There is a story current that once； in a passion； he shot his wife's favourite horse； and buried it near a quarry； where the ground； some years after； miraculously opened and displayed the skeleton； but the real fact is； that it was an act of humanity to put a poor old horse out of misery； and that； to spare it pain； he shot it with his own hands； and buried it where； the ground sinking afterwards by the working of a coal…pit； the bones came to light。 The traditional colouring shows the animus with which his memory is regarded by one set of people。 By another； the neighbouring clergy； who remember him riding； in his old age； down the hill on which his house stood； upon his strong white horsehis bearing proud and dignified； his shovel hat bent over and shadowing his keen eagle eyesgoing to his Sunday duty like a faithful soldier that dies in harnesswho can appreciate his loyalty to conscience； his sacrifices to duty； and his stand by his religion… …his memory is venerated。 In his extreme old age； a rubric meeting was held； at which his clerical brethren gladly subscribed to present him with a testimonial of their deep respect and regard。
This is a specimen of the strong character not seldom manifested by the Yorkshire clergy of the Established Church。 Mr。 Roberson was a friend of Charlotte Bronte's father； lived within a couple of miles of Roe Head while she was at school there； and was deeply engaged in transactions； the memory of which was yet recent when she heard of them； and of the part which he had had in them。
I may now say a little on the character of the Dissenting population immediately surrounding Roe Head； for the 〃Tory and clergyman's daughter；〃 〃taking interest in politics ever since she was five years old；〃 and holding frequent discussions with such of the girls as were Dissenters and Radicals； was sure to have made herself as much acquainted as she could with the condition of those to whom she was opposed
