I am sending you Felix, my coachman, for a few days, as I have heard that your last coachman has disappeared.Felix is my most loyal servant, and since he was eight years old, he has never done anything to undermine my trust. He is a very respectable young man, thanks to the education I personally ensured he received. Despite this upbringing, he knows exactly where he stands in the social hierarchy, and for this, you can count on his complete respect.Furthermore, if you are concerned about the behavior of an unmarried young man as handsome as Felix, I can assure you that he is, above all, a gentleman, and none of the young ladies at your service will feel threatened in his presence.
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"Mr. Brown, what are you going to do with this little boy? He's only eight years old, and his mother was merely your wife's maid, and his father was just your coachman," a man's voice asked.
"His family were good, loyal servants, and I'm sure Felix is a good boy and will follow in his father's footsteps. Sending him back to his family would be a waste. I will personally oversee his education," Mr. Brown replied, ruffling the little boy's hair. The boy looked up at him with sad eyes.
"Aren't you afraid... that he'll pick up bad habits and think of you as his equal when he grows up?"
"No. His upbringing will not be the same as my boys', Archibald. I will simply raise him to become a good coachman."
Felix listened. He had always been a good listener, but he was too sad to truly protest that he didn't want to become like his father.And besides, his mother had made him promise to always listen to Mr. Brown and never to protest.
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Dear Mama and Father,
Today is my fourteenth birthday, as you probably know. Mr. Brown entrusted me with my first assignment as his personal coachman. The journey wasn't far, only to the home of a friend of Mrs. Brown's who lives just two streets away. Mrs. Brown gave me a coin as a reward, and her friend Lady Bernice brushed my cheek with her glove, saying I was quite adorable and already a good boy.She then joked about a possible marriage between me and her youngest daughter Bess's maid, which made Bess blush.Is it wrong if I don't think I'll ever get married? Bess is very pretty, but I don't think I'll ever fall in love. So perhaps it would be best if I never saw Bess again to avoid the adults getting the wrong ideas or Bess imagining things.
With much affection,
Felix, your son who thinks of you every single day since the day you met the Lord.
