Copyright: CLG March 2013
Chapter 7
Peaceful Goodbye
The Dowager Duchess was buried without fanfare per her last wishes. Her body was taken to the family chapel within Cusworth Hall. The current Duchess Daria, her son Duncan and the house staff were the only ones to attend the small funeral. After prayers were said the body was taken to the cemetery located in a little fenced plot on the backside of the chapel itself. The late Duke was buried there along with many ancestors. The Duke had passed on two years before of a heart ailment. His son Duncan still carried the guilt of his fathers death.
Being a doctor Duncan felt that he should have been able to see that his father was in failing health. His father Michael Martin Whitby had served in her Majesty Queen Victoria's inner circle of advisers to parliament. The Duke was rarely in the Whitby country residence of Cusworth Hall in Doncaster, Yorkshire, instead staying in London at their townhouse located near Kensington Palace where his services were constantly needed since Prince Albert had passed away suddenly and left Victoria in a state of mourning that led into a lengthy seclusion, neglecting many duties bringing her unpopularity and motivation for the Republican movement. The Duke was needed by the Queen more and more as time went on and he felt completely obliged to be at her beck and call.
The Dowager Duchess was buried next to her husband The First Duke of Yorkshire under a large marble statue of an angel. The sun was shining and the day promised to be warm and glorious. It was after all a beautiful funeral for a wonderful woman.
The Earl looks up at the statue and laughs. You take care of my Grandmother and don't let her have too many of her favorite chocolate!
He walks away wrapping his arm around his mother comforting her the best way a man of science who once did not believe in God knows how.
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