Tales of My Time, Vol. 1 (of 3): Who Is She?Scargill, William Pitt
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Tales of My Time, Vol. 1 (of 3): Who Is She?
Scargill, William Pitt
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Times however were changed, and circumstances altered likewise. It had
reached Lord Marchdale's ears that Mr. Hartland was no longer a poor
man; and curiosity prompted him to ask where the newly acquired
property of his kinsman was situated, which led to information that it
lay in a certain county where he wished to increase his influence.
Something a kin to shame at the recollection of former rough treatment
exerted towards his relation, withheld his Lordship from offering his
congratulations on an accession of fortune which might immediately
suggest a remembrance of his former unkindness; but he formed the
benevolent design of seizing on the first convenient opportunity for
some token of conciliatory recognition of his cousin. Mr. Hartland's
marriage would have afforded an auspicious occasion, but unluckily Lord
Marchdale was making a tour on the Continent when that event took
place, and to have written an epithalamium after his return, might not
have had the desired effect.
"I should not have thanked any one for wishing _me_ joy on my nuptials,
six months after date," thought his Lordship; and acting in this
instance by the rule of doing to others, as he desired others should do
towards him, he waited--and waited not in vain. Actuated by the motives
to which we have alluded, to make more minute inquisition into the
affairs of his uncle's only son than had been his wont, he became
acquainted with the bright hopes which, like a morning in Spring, were
breaking over the destiny of one whose prosperity promised now to
transcend his own, for he was childless. Lord Marchdale therefore lost
no more time, but hastened on receiving the intelligence to write the
following epistle:
"DEAR FRANK,
"I am not one of those who advocate the perpetuation of family
feuds. Your poor father and mine never agreed, but that is no
reason why you and I should feel any hostility towards each other,
though I fear that appearances are against me. My utter inability
to serve you, when Mrs. Hartland applied to me in your behalf,
having formerly obliged me reluctantly to disappoint her wishes, I
learn now, with sincere satisfaction, that you no longer stand in
need of aid, but are enabled proudly to raise your head amongst
England's best protectors, her resident country gentlemen. I hear
also the interesting news, that your happiness is likely to
experience increase through an unexpected event; and am desirous
that the young stranger should be a bond of re-union between us. If
a boy, I wish that you may name him Algernon; and represent me at
his baptism as godfather. If Mrs. Hartland should present you with
a daughter, Lady Marchdale requests me to announce her disposition
to stand sponsor. Believe me, dear Frank,
"Very truly yours,
"MARCHDALE."
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