I am glad of that.

I speculate much on the existence of unmarried and never-to-be-married women now-a-days; and I have already got to the point of considering that there is no more respectable character on this earth than an unmarried woman, who makes her own way through life quietly, perseveringly, without support of husband or brother; and who, having attained the age of forty-five or upwards, retains in her possession a well-regulated mind, a disposition to enjoy simple pleasures, and fortitude to support inevitably pains, sympathy with the sufferings of others, and willingness to relieve want as far as her means extend." During the time that the negotiation with Messrs.

Aylott and Co.

was going on, Charlotte went to visit her old school-friend, with whom she was in such habits of confidential intimacy; but neither then nor afterwards, did she ever speak to her of the publication of the poems; nevertheless, this young lady suspected that the sisters wrote for Magazines; and in this idea she was confirmed when, on one of her visits to Haworth, she saw Anne with a number of "Chambers's Journal," and a gentle smile of pleasure stealing over her placid face as she read.
"What is the matter ?" asked the friend.

"Why do you smile ?" "Only because I see they have inserted one of my poems," was the quiet reply; and not a word more was said on the subject.
To this friend Charlotte addressed the following letters:-- "March 3rd, 1846.
"I reached home a little after two o'clock, all safe and right yesterday; I found papa very well; his sight much the same.