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
“My dear young Kinsman,--Ever since I had the pleasure of making your
acquaintance, and learning the very sensible views you hold on all
topics, political and religious--views which agree so remarkably with my
own--I have been turning in my mind how best I may assist you, and
have come to the conclusion that I cannot better discharge my duty as a
patron of ecclesiastical preferment, than by offering you my living of
Ashburn, now vacant. The parish contains from six hundred to six hundred
and fifty souls, and the living is worth eight hundred per annum, with
a parsonage-house and glebe attached; you will thus be rendered
independent of any pecuniary difficulties, and able to apply your mind
entirely to that deeply interesting subject, the religious and social
improvement of the labouring classes. I have only two provisos to
make:--one is, that if you approve of the position I offer you, you will
signify your acceptance of it by return of post (my reason for this I
will explain satisfactorily when we meet); the other, that you
promise to urge your claim upon the estate of the late incumbent for
dilapidations in the house and glebe. I am sure you will agree with me,
that the Church is bound, in this latitudinarian age, to protect her
property; and I can bestow’ my living upon no one who will not give me a
distinct pledge upon this point.
“I remain, my dear young kinsman,
“Your affectionate friend and relative,
“Thomas Crawley, K.C.B.”
Poor Ernest! The revulsion of feeling was almost too much for him, and
in his contrition for the hard thoughts he had entertained of Sir Thomas
Crawley, he dashed off a hasty letter, full of generous feeling and
overflowing with gratitude, in which he thankfully accepted the living,
and pledged himself to see full justice done to the interests of the
Church as embodied in the Ashburn Rectory dilapidations: he was sorry
for it afterwards, when---- but we must not anticipate.
CHAPTER XII.--THE ROSEBUD SKETCHES FROM MEMORY.
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