The Fortunes of the Colville Family; or, A Cloud with its Silver LiningSmedley, Frank E. (Frank Edward)
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The Fortunes of the Colville Family; or, A Cloud with its Silver Lining
Smedley, Frank E. (Frank Edward)
Christmas stories; English fiction -- 19th century; Families -- Fiction
The dinner passed off agreeably enough; Ernest being one of those
happily endowed individuals who, without falsifying their own opinions,
or seeming the thing they are not, yet possess the talent of adapting
their conversation to those with whom they are thrown in company, in
such a manner as to set them at ease, and draw out the best points of
their characters.
Sir Thomas experienced the full influence of this fascination, and
talked largely of his schemes for the amelioration of his tenantry;
of plans for the revision and modification of the poor-laws; of the
advisability of erecting model lodging-houses for the industrial
classes, &c., &c., until he had deceived his companion, and almost
persuaded himself into the belief that he was an enlightened
philanthropist, overflowing with the milk of human kindness.
On his return to the inn at Ashburn, Ernest wrote the following letter
to an old college friend, who was junior partner in the office of the
legal luminary to whom he had alluded in his interview with Sir Thomas
Crawley.
“My dear Milford,--Since I saw you two days ago, I have got through a
considerable amount of business, met with an adventure, and, in short,
condensed more active existence into the last eight-and-forty hours than
one often accomplishes in as many days. One thing I am delighted to tell
you,--I have succeeded in procuring employment, which will more than
provide for the few requirements without which one must degrade from the
rank of a gentleman. You can now, therefore, carry out the arrangement
I explained to you, and settle the small residue of my poor father’s
property upon my sisters;--my mother, as you are aware, having (I own,
against my wishes) married again. Thanks to those unnaturally amiable
railroad shares which my father bought just before his decease, and
which have turned out a really good investment (I look upon any one who,
having gambled in railroads, leaves off a winner, as I should at a rat,
who, nibbling at a baited trap, carried off the cheese scatheless),
they will thus be able to live in comparative comfort, especially on the
Continent, which their tastes lead them to prefer. The employment I have
obtained is not exactly to my liking, but I shall look out for a curacy
if I find the duties of my position unbearably irksome. Owing to my
wrangler’s degree I distanced some half-dozen competitors, and obtained
the post of classical and mathematical master at Doctor Donkiestir’s
well-known school, almost as soon as I had entered my name as candidate.
I begin my new duties the day after to-morrow, at which time the school
meets.
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