The Reform of John Thornton – Part Six

This lovely art work is not mine. I found it somewhere on the internet. Would the artist please contact me so that I can acknowledge his/her work?   Chapter Six   How grateful I was to have my mill so that I could throw myself onto my work and forget the events of that upsetting tea party. The mill required my full attention at that time, for trouble was most definitively brewing. It was of such great concern that I called on my fellow mill masters to convene and discuss the situation. Our assembly hall was next to the Lyceum … Read more

The Reform of John Thornton – Part Five

This lovely art work is not mine. I found it somewhere on the internet. Would the artist please contact me so that I can acknowledge his/her work?     Chapter Five   After the day’s work, I ascended the stairs to prepare myself for my visit to the Hales. Mother was sitting at the table, absorbed in her needlework. How she managed to be so diligent, with Fanny’s dreadful attempts in doing piano scales upstairs, I do not know. Once in a while, my sister even sang, and it sounded horrible. I donned my coat and rolled my eyes, saying, … Read more

The Reform of John Thornton – Part Four

This lovely art work is not mine. I found it somewhere on the internet. Would the artist please contact me so that I can acknowledge his/her work?     Chapter Four   During the following week, I most assiduously tried to get Miss Margaret Hale out of my thoughts. I had to be honest with myself, though. I had begun developing some sort of attachment to her, and that was not to be tolerated. She was beautiful, I had to give her that, but she was also outspoken and prejudiced and … damn it! Never had I allowed any woman … Read more

The Reform of John Thornton – Part Three

  This lovely art work is not mine. I found it somewhere on the internet. Would the artist please contact me so that I can acknowledge his/her work?   Chapter Three   It took me several days to find the time to pay a visit to Mr Hale. The new machines I ordered from Leeds had finally arrived, and I had to supervise their installation in the mill’s main shed. Finally, on a windy morning mid-September, I went to Crampton to seek out my new teacher. The house was located at the corner of Canute Street and a narrow alley, … Read more

The Reform of John Thornton – Part Two

  This lovely art work is not mine. I found it somewhere on the internet. Would the artist please contact me so that I can acknowledge his/her work?   Chapter Two   As a rule, I am not a violent man. I do not take pleasure in beating my workers to a bloody pulp. Yet I have a temper, which at times, gets the better of me. Thus, when I witnessed Stephens’ transgression with my own eyes, I literally saw red. Stephens is a brainless fool, who has only his own selfish interests at heart. His poor wife and four … Read more

The Reform of John Thornton – Part One

Chapter One The day I met Miss Margaret Hale, Fate kicked me in the gut hard. As a result, I was transformed into a man I would eventually come to loathe. I am John Thornton, manufacturer and magistrate in Milton, Lancashire, and therefore, I speak bluntly. Gentleman-like manners are no use to me, when I have to deal with workers, tradesmen, and the likes, who do not understand civil language, should it kick them in the arse. That day, I was not only speaking my mind in the rudest of ways, but I was also swearing at that bloody idiot … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen – Male Concerns   Mr Woodhouse was not in a happy frame of mind. He had some very serious concerns about his daughter, because she seemed to have turned into a completely different woman, of lately. Instead of rushing headlong from one scheme into another, Emma seemed calm and serene, which was not in her habit. What could cause such a change, Mr Woodhouse asked himself. He pondered over several reasons, or events, or even mood swings, which could probably be the source of Emma’s serenity. Was she unwell? Although it was the end of July, the afternoons … Read more

Bewteen Boredom and Brilliance – Part Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen – Understanding Dawns   As if drawn by an invisible force, Emma did as she was told. She let herself down on a hassock at the old gypsy woman’s feet. An unfamiliar, though not unpleasant scent reached her nose, and when the woman took her hand, Emma found the touch warm and strong. “You, my child, have two heavy burdens weighing upon your young life. One of them is about your fear that you will not bear your husband an heir.” Emma looked up in surprise. The old woman’s face was still, her eyes closed, as if her … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Seventeen

   Chapter Seventeen – Emma’s Secret Concern             George Knightley was a man who, as a rule, was in control of his life. As the master of Donwell Abbey, and the head of his family, he knew his duties well. The estate’s daily running kept him only partly occupied, since everything was organized to perfection and everything was in good order. Since his marriage to Emma, the upkeep of Mr Woodhouse’s small estate Hartley had been added to his responsibilities. George took it in his usual, brisk stride. He wished he could say the same … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Sixteen

     Chapter Sixteen – Changes and Adjustments         With George Knightley’s stern, masterly gaze upon him, Mr Elton had no choice but to comply, even though his wife was whispering in his ear, not to do so. He manfully lifted his head and strode into Randall’s hall, where he gave his hat and cane to the waiting footman. “Dearest, you cannot lower yourself this way,” Mrs Elton kept harassing him. “You are entitled to express your thoughts in a sermon, the way you choose! You are Highbury’s vicar, for Heaven’s sake!” None of her wiles worked … Read more

Between Boredom and BRilliance – Part Fifteen

          Chapter Fifteen – Farewell to a Dear Friend   It was indeed a sad day for Highbury. Mrs Bates would be laid to rest next to her late husband, the former vicar of the village and the church was overflowing with people, wanting to pay their respects. Many parishioners remembered the Reverend Bates and secretly nourished a fondness for the time before the present vicar, Mr Elton. That minister was not so much interested in worshipping the Lord than he was in putting himself on a pedestal, so that everyone could see how well off … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Fourteen

       Chapter Fourteen – The Westons or the Blessings of True Friendship       Randall, the Westons’ home, was as stately a manor as was Hartfield, though not as large. The grounds were considerably smaller but the house itself had fair proportions. The easy distance of half a mile from Hartfield allowed Emma to visit her former governess twice a day, if she wished to. Now that Anne Weston, the former Miss Taylor, had given birth to little Clarissa, Emma was an even more frequent visitor. Randall had become Emma’s second home, to be sure.   After … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Thirteen

  Chapter Thirteen – Frank Churchill, the prodigal son who did not return  home         After her night of vigilance, Emma was incredibly relieved when Frank Churchill suggested that they go to Randall, the Weston’s residence, for breakfast. Mrs Weston had kindly offered him and Jane  her hospitality, Frank said. Jane wanted to stay with her relatives, so that he would accompany Emma there. “Dear Mrs Weston does take a substantial interest in me, the son of her husband,” he elaborated to Emma, while escorting her to his fathers’ house. “Anne is such a dear, sweet woman,” … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Twelve

    Chapter Twelve – What happened to Franck Churchill?   In the grey light just before dawn, Emma stretched in the hard Chippendale armchair  beside Mrs Bates’ bed, suppressing a groan as she did so. She had just passed one of the  most uncomfortable nights in her entire life. Mrs Bates had moaned for half the night, although she did not appear to be awake. Emma had tried to give her some cold tea, but the old woman had not responded to her attempt. Instead, she let the liquid run down her chin and did not open her parched … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Eleven

Chapter Eleven – Miss Bates or Uncertainty Personified   The Bates ladies occupied rooms above Mr Ford’s boutique on Highbury’s marketplace. These rooms were small and dismal, and a far cry from the luxurious, stately house Mrs Bates had inhabited while her husband, a former vicar, had been alive. As Emma stepped into the lively marketplace – as it happened, it was Market Day – she looked up at the tiny, first storey windows behind which lived the two ladies. Not for the first time did Emma reflect upon the daily life of Mrs and Miss Bates. How terrible it … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Ten

 Chapter Ten – A Necessary Change of Plans   Emma woke when the warm breath of her husband caressed her cheek, ruffling the soft hair on her brow with its loving breeze. “Mmmm ….” she purred, stretching luxuriously in his arms. “Not yet, George, I want to sleep a bit longer before I rise …” “Well, my lady,” her beloved coaxed softly, “I’m afraid that is not what I have in mind for you, at the moment …” His wicked hands began exploring her nude body with magical fingers, igniting fire where they roamed. Emma moaned with the yearning she … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Nine

  Chapter Nine – Newlyweds’ Bliss   Emma nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the vicar standing in the doorway, his arms    crossed over his meagre chest. What could she say that would convince him she had not been prying  when, in fact, she had! “Mr Elton, what a lovely bathroom you have! I never saw such a pretty bathtub in my life! Not even in the grandest hotel in Brighton have I set my eyes on such a wonder!” The vicar’s stern expression seemed to soften a bit. He reached past Emma and opened the … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Eight

Chapter Eight – The Eltons or the Vanity Worshippers   Emma could not decide which feeling was the most exciting; on the one hand, she was thrilled to      hear of troubles    at the vicarage while on the other hand, she heard a little voice in her head, warning her to be cautious. “Harriet, are you in earnest? At the vicarage?” she inquired, unable to keep the excitement out of her voice. “Yes, yes! Oh, Emma, you are not going to believe this!” Harriet squeaked in delight. “What is it, then? I am dying to hear it, Harriet!” … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Seven

Chapter Seven – The Martins or the Salt of the Earth       Abbey Mill Farm was part of the Donwell Abbey estate and, although Emma used to roam the vast expanse of George’s grounds and lands frequently before she married, she had , however, never been to the farm. Her abominable pride and vanity always kept her far from the dwellings of people like Robert Martin. The reason why this had been the case was simple; a farmer might very well know Emma Woodhouse, but why should Emma Woodhouse know a farmer. Emma’s shame about her former attitude … Read more

Between Boredom and Brilliance – Part Six

  Chapter Six – Tasks Are Handed Out   “As you might well know, my dears, a newspaper is a difficult project to realise. I will need all of           you to pull it off successfully. I have composed a list and lined up all the tasks that need to be tackled. First and foremost, there is a great need for someone who can manage our funds.” Emma’s gaze skimmed over the small gathering. “Funds?” a deep voice sounded, all of a sudden. In utter astonishment, four faces turned to George. The ladies had forgotten that … Read more