Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Mothers and sons -- Fiction; Religious fiction; Unmarried mothers -- Fiction
It had not been entirely by way of pompously spending his money that
Mr Bradshaw had engaged this seaside house. He was glad to get his
little girls and their governess out of the way; for a busy time was
impending, when he should want his head clear for electioneering
purposes, and his house clear for electioneering hospitality. He was
the mover of a project for bringing forward a man on the Liberal
and Dissenting interest, to contest the election with the old Tory
member, who had on several successive occasions walked over the
course, as he and his family owned half the town, and votes and rent
were paid alike to the landlord.
Kings of Eccleston had Mr Cranworth and his ancestors been this many
a long year; their right was so little disputed that they never
thought of acknowledging the allegiance so readily paid to them.
The old feudal feeling between land-owner and tenant did not quake
prophetically at the introduction of manufactures; the Cranworth
family ignored the growing power of the manufacturers, more
especially as the principal person engaged in the trade was a
Dissenter. But notwithstanding this lack of patronage from the
one great family in the neighbourhood, the business flourished,
increased, and spread wide; and the Dissenting head thereof
looked around, about the time of which I speak, and felt himself
powerful enough to defy the great Cranworth interest even in their
hereditary stronghold, and, by so doing, avenge the slights of many
years--slights which rankled in Mr Bradshaw's mind as much as if he
did not go to chapel twice every Sunday, and pay the largest pew-rent
of any member of Mr Benson's congregation.
Accordingly, Mr Bradshaw had applied to one of the Liberal
parliamentary agents in London--a man whose only principle was to do
wrong on the Liberal side; he would not act, right or wrong, for a
Tory, but for a Whig the latitude of his conscience had never yet
been discovered. It was possible Mr Bradshaw was not aware of the
character of this agent; at any rate, he knew he was the man for his
purpose, which was to hear of some one who would come forward as
a candidate for the representation of Eccleston on the Dissenting
interest.
"There are in round numbers about six hundred voters," said he; "two
hundred are decidedly in the Cranworth interest--dare not offend Mr
Cranworth, poor souls! Two hundred more we may calculate upon as
pretty certain--factory hands, or people connected with our trade
in some way or another--who are indignant at the stubborn way in
which Cranworth has contested the right of water; two hundred are
doubtful."
"Don't much care either way," said the parliamentary agent. "Of
course, we must make them care."
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