John Maunsell Richardson's Father 



mould for Dent. You like it, don't you, Dent ? " By this time 

 Dent, covered with confusion, had escaped, but he had learnt 

 his lesson, and no more sweets disappeared. It is a fair 

 example of the love that Mr. Richardson inspired in those who 

 came into contact with him, for notwithstanding this rebuff, Dent 

 remained a faithful servant with his master to the very last. 



When in Lincolnshire collecting information for this book, 

 I went to see the last surviving member of my father's gene- 

 ration, Miss Colquhoun Marris, who lives at Brigg. I thought 

 I would gather again from her some impressions first hand of 

 Mr. Richardson, whom she well remembered, and she very 

 kindly gave me some most interesting particulars. In person 

 he was tall, just under six feet in stature, giving the impression 

 of still greater height by his upright carriage and trim figure. 

 His manner was the perfection of dignity and urbanity, for, 

 without being strictly handsome, he had the fascination that 

 descended in such full measure to his son Maunsell. He 

 adored children, all of whom loved him in return. In fact, 

 my dear cousin said — and even at this long distance of time 

 tears were in her eyes as she spoke — " Every one loved him, 

 and I never have in all my life — neither had my father — 

 heard a word in his disfavour." Truly a fitting parent for 

 John Maunsell Richardson and John Maunsell Richardson a 

 worthy son of such a father. 



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