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If the letter meets your views, be kind enough to seal it and to mail it to Lord Wharncliffe. I was so pleased the other day to hear from our friend Brydges, that your dear son had arrived in Montreal, and that his health is improving. I have not failed to let Langevin know your kind congratulations to him. He feels very thankful for the interest you take in him. I showed him your last note to me.
"Then we'll talk as we walk. Now, what is it?" But Matilda waited, until they were out of hearing of all that they knew; then in the solitude of the wide avenue she began. "Mr. Wharncliffe, I want some advice. I don't just know how to manage something." "Very likely. Let us hear." "I want to know how to speak to somebody who does not know about Jesus, and who wants to know."
"My dear child, a good sewing machine costs a good deal of money." "But if we could, Mr. Wharncliffe? I said if." "Nothing could be better. Perhaps, by and by, it might be managed. In the mean time, Sarah might learn, and possibly get work; or get a machine and pay for it gradually by doing work for the makers. Such arrangements are made." "How much does a sewing machine cost?"
Indeed, on hearing that Lord Wharncliffe intended to move in the house of lords for an address to the crown against a dissolution, he strongly resented such an attempt to interfere with his prerogative, and declared himself ready to start at once and dissolve parliament in person.
It was in January, 1761, that Edward Wortley Montagu passed away at the age of eighty-three. He died at Wharncliffe, the family seat of the Wortleys, where he had lived in a most miserly manner. He had only one luxury tokay, of which he was passionately fond. He left a great fortune, the highest estimate of which was £1,350,000. Horace Walpole said the estate was worth £600,000.
"But, Tom, you will certainly be recognised and taken up for a deserter." "I must think of that," replied Tom; "I know the risk I run; but if you obtain my discharge, they may let me off." I thought this was the best plan to proceed upon, and requesting Tom to keep quiet, I went to consult with Mr Wharncliffe.
Wharncliffe, a young private secretary with a waxed moustache, six feet of height, and a general air of superlativeness which demanded and secured attention; a famous journalist, whose smiling self-repressive look assured you that he carried with him the secrets of several empires; and one Sir John Headlam, a little black-haired Jewish-looking man with a limp an ex-Colonial Governor, who had made himself accepted in London as an amusing fellow, but who was at least as much disliked by one half of society as he was popular with the other.
Lord Wharncliffe moved a resolution with the view of giving the franchise to Birmingham instead of the Hundred. Dudley spoke for Birmingham and well. I spoke shortly. I guarded myself against being considered as pledged to any other measure, intending to decide all measures according to the special circumstances of the case. We had 39 to 16. So ends the business of this Session. July 21.
"Why wouldn't it? But we'll never interfare for that; small wisdom!" Mr. Wharncliffe chose to go down and see the cellar. David and Matilda spent the time in consultation. Mr. Wharncliffe came back alone. "Well," he said, "how do you like it?" "Very much; but Mr. Wharncliffe, it is not very clean." "Sarah will soon change that." "Sarah? Won't her mother help?" "Mrs.
Addlestone, who had won a European reputation for wisdom by a great scantiness of speech in society, coupled with the look of Minerva's owl, attached himself to them; while Lady Aubrey, Sir John Headlam, Lord Rupert, and Mr. Wharncliffe made a noisier and more dashing party at the other end.
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