_Francisco_, younger brother of Valentine (the gentleman who will not be persuaded to keep his estate). (See FRANCESCO.)—Beaumont and Fletcher, _Wit Without Money_ (1639). =Frank=, sister to Frederick; passionately in love with Captain Jac´omo the woman-hater.—Beaumont and Fletcher, _The Captain_ (1613). =Frankenstein= (3 _syl._), a student, who constructed, out of the fragments of bodies picked from churchyards and dissecting-rooms, a human form without a soul. The monster had muscular strength, animal passions, and active life, but “no breath of divinity.” It longed for animal love and animal sympathy, but was shunned by all. It was most powerful for evil, and being fully conscious of its own defects and deformities, sought with persistency to inflict retribution on the young student who had called it into being,—Mrs. Shelley, _Frankenstein_ (1817). In the summer of 1816, Lord Byron and Mr. and Mrs. Shelley resided on the banks of the lake of Geneva ... and the Shelleys often passed their evenings with Byron, at his house at Diodati. During a week of rain, having amused themselves with reading German ghost stories, they agreed to write something in imitation of them. “You and I,” said Lord Byron to Mrs. Shelley. “will publish ours together.” He then began his tale of the _Vampire_ ... but the most memorable part of this story-telling compact was Mrs. Shelley’s wild and powerful romance of _Frankenstein_.—T. Moore, _Life of Byron_. =Frankford= (_Mr._ and _Mrs._). Mrs. Frankford proved unfaithful to her marriage vow, and Mr. Frankford sent her to reside on one of his estates. She died of grief; but on her death-bed her husband went to see her, and forgave her.—John Heywood, _A Woman Killed by Kindness_ (1576-1645). =Frankland= (_Harry_), Englishman saved from death, when buried in the ruins of Lisbon, by the exertions of the woman he has wronged and deserted.—Edwin Lasseter Bynner, _Agnes Surriage_ (1886). =Franklin= (_Lady_), the half-sister of Sir John Vesey, and a young widow. Lady Franklin had an angelic temper, which nothing disturbed, and she really believed that “whatever is is best.” She could bear with unruffled feathers even the failure of a new cap or the disappointment of a new gown. This paragon of women loved and married Mr. Graves, a dolorous widower, for ever sighing over the superlative excellences of his “sainted Maria,” his first wife.—Lord E. Bulwer Lytton, _Money_ (1840). _Frank´lin_ (_The Polish_), Thaddeus Czacki (1765-1813).