About 150 years ago, a village church vicar in Yorkshire, England, had three lovely, intelt daughters but his hopes hinged entirely on the sole male heir, Branwell, a youth with remarkable talent in both art and literature. (46) Branwell"s father and sisters hoarded their pennies to. Rack him off to London"s Royal Academy of Arts, but if art was his calling, he dialed a wrong number. Within weeks he hightailed it home, a penniless failure. Hopes still high, the family landed Branwell a job as a private tutor, hoping this would free him to develop his literary skills and achieve the success and fame that he deserved. Failure again. (47) For years the selfless sisters squelched their own goals farming themselves out as teachers and governesses in support of their increasingly indebted brother, convinced the world must ually recognize his genius. As failure multiplied, Branwell turned to alcohol, then opium, and ually died as he had lived: a failure. So died hope in the one male, but what of the three anonymous sisters During Branwell"s last years, the girls published a book of poetry at their own expense (under a pseudonym, for fear of reviewers" bias against females). Even Branwell might have snickered: they sold only two copies. (48) Undaunted, they continued in their spare time, late at night by candlelight, to pour out their pent-up emotion, writing of what they knew best, of women in conflict with their natural desires and social condition, in reality, less fiction than autobiography! And 19th century literature was transformed by Anne"s Agnes Grey, Emily"s Wuthering Heights, and Charlotte"s Jane Eyre. But years of sacrifice for Brauwell had taken their toll. (49) Emily took ill at her brother"s funeral and died within 3 months, aged 30; Anne died 5 months later, aged 29; Charlotte lived only to age 39. If only they had been nurtured instead of having been sacrificed. No one remembers Branwell"s name, much less his art or literature, but the Bronte sisters" tragically short lives teach us even more of life than literature. (50) Their sacrificed genius cries out to us that in modern society we must value children not by their physical strength or ual gender, as we would value any boast of burden, but by their integrity strength a commitment, courage-spiritual qualities abundant in both boys and girls. China, a nation blessed by more boys and girls than any nation, ignores at her own peril the lesson of the Brontes" tragedy.