Author: | John Galsworthy | ISBN: | 1230002244549 |
Publisher: | BookLife | Publication: | March 30, 2018 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | John Galsworthy |
ISBN: | 1230002244549 |
Publisher: | BookLife |
Publication: | March 30, 2018 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
In the year 1821 'Superior Dosset' Forsyte came to Town—if not precisely on a milk–white pony. According to the testimony of Aunt Ann, noted for precision, to young Jolyon on holiday from Eton, the migration from Bosport was in fact tribal and effected in two post– shays and the Highflyer coach.
"It was after our dear Mother's death, and our father—that is your grandfather, Jo dear,—was very taciturn on the journey; he was never a man who showed his feelings. I had your Aunt Susan in arms, and your Uncle Timothy—two years old, such an interesting child, in the first post–shay with your grandfather. And your dear father, he was so dependable and very like you—he must have been fifteen then, just your age—he had your Aunts Juley and Hester with him and your Uncle Nicholas, who was four, in the second post– shay; and your Uncles James and Swithin and Roger were on the coach. I am afraid Swithin was very naughty with his pea–shooter on the journey. We started early in the morning, and we all went for the night to your Great–Uncle Edgar's at Primrose Hill. I remember he still wore knee–breeches and a very large bunch of seals. Of course, WE were all in black. Your grandfather wore black for two years after our dear mother's death; he felt it very much, though he never said anything."
"What was he like, Auntie?"
"Strongly–built, my dear, with a high colour. In those days they drank a great deal of wine, especially Madeira."
"But what was he?"
"He began as a mason, dear."
"A Freemason?"
In the year 1821 'Superior Dosset' Forsyte came to Town—if not precisely on a milk–white pony. According to the testimony of Aunt Ann, noted for precision, to young Jolyon on holiday from Eton, the migration from Bosport was in fact tribal and effected in two post– shays and the Highflyer coach.
"It was after our dear Mother's death, and our father—that is your grandfather, Jo dear,—was very taciturn on the journey; he was never a man who showed his feelings. I had your Aunt Susan in arms, and your Uncle Timothy—two years old, such an interesting child, in the first post–shay with your grandfather. And your dear father, he was so dependable and very like you—he must have been fifteen then, just your age—he had your Aunts Juley and Hester with him and your Uncle Nicholas, who was four, in the second post– shay; and your Uncles James and Swithin and Roger were on the coach. I am afraid Swithin was very naughty with his pea–shooter on the journey. We started early in the morning, and we all went for the night to your Great–Uncle Edgar's at Primrose Hill. I remember he still wore knee–breeches and a very large bunch of seals. Of course, WE were all in black. Your grandfather wore black for two years after our dear mother's death; he felt it very much, though he never said anything."
"What was he like, Auntie?"
"Strongly–built, my dear, with a high colour. In those days they drank a great deal of wine, especially Madeira."
"But what was he?"
"He began as a mason, dear."
"A Freemason?"