Antony Trollope: The Warden

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Thr Rev. Sep­ti­mus Hard­ing was, a few years since, a beneficed cler­gy­man re­sid­ing in the cathe­dral town of ––––; let us call it Barch­ester. Were we to name Wells or Sal­is­bury, Ex­eter, Here­ford, or Glouces­ter, it might be pre­sumed that some­thing per­son­al was in­tend­ed; and as this tale will refer main­ly to the cathe­dral dig­ni­taries of the town in ques­tion, we are anx­ious that no per­son­al­i­ty may be sus­pect­ed. Let us pre­sume that Barch­ester is a quiet town in the West of Eng­land, more re­mark­able for the beau­ty of its cathe­dral and the an­tiq­ui­ty of its mon­u­ments than for any com­mer­cial pros­per­i­ty; that the west end of Barch­ester is the cathe­dral close, and that the aris­toc­ra­cy of Barch­ester are the bish­op, dean, and canons, with their re­spec­tive wives and daugh­ters.

Early in life Mr Hard­ing found him­self lo­cat­ed at Barch­ester. A fine voice and a taste for sa­cred music had de­cid­ed the po­si­tion in which he was to ex­er­cise his call­ing, and for many years he per­formed the easy but not high­ly paid du­ties of a minor canon. At the age of forty a small liv­ing in the close vicin­i­ty of the town in­creased both his work and his in­come, and at the age of fifty he be­came pre­cen­tor of the cathe­dral.

Mr Hard­ing had mar­ried early in life, and was the fa­ther of two daugh­ters. The el­dest, Susan, was born soon after his mar­riage; the other, Eleanor, not till ten years later.

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