Charnswell Park

Cousin Is Named

In the Village of Charnswell at the large stone Charnswell Anglican Church as the large group exited the church led by Reverend Bartholomew Francis, his wife Louisa Francis and William Brandon, Earl of Charleston as they were followed by the village folk that had gathered to attend the memorial of Mr Bradford Brandon and Mr Lawson Brandon.

Lord Charleston stood before the church with Mr Thomas Wilkens, the Charnswell Estate lawyer after the ceremony had ended, "Well, Wilkens we have given them a memorial in London and a memorial here in Charnswell," Lord Charleston said.

"I prefer memorials to funerals as they are less dispiriting," Mr Wilkens said.

Lord Charleston glazed across the churchyard to see Lady Nora was talking to Lord Morral, Lady Morral, Lady Regina Larson and Master Marcus Larson, Lady Sarah was talking to Reverend Bartholomew Francis and his wife Louisa Francis as Lady Evelyn was talking to Sir Maxwell, Lady Porter and Sir Oliver Porter, "Well we could hardly have a funeral without the bodies," Lord Charleston said.

"I have heard that they are putting a stone memorial to mark those whose bodies were never found but in fact I hear that the Canadians are making quite a thing about the Titanic cemetery however i'm surprised at the number of people that they found as I assume that the sea would have claimed more of them," Mr Wilkens said.

Lord Charleston and the rest of the folk that attended the memorial moved away from the Charnswell Anglican Church, the group walked though the centre of town leaving Reverend Bartholomew Francis and Louisa Francis in front if the Church, "So Mr Wilkens what can you tell me about the lucky Mr Brandon and I hope that there is nothing too terrible?" Lord Charleston asked.

Mr Thomas Wilkens chuckled, "I have only had a few inquiries, My Lord by no there is nothing much to alarm you. Mr Jack Brandon is a solicitor that is based in Liverpool," Mr Wilkens informed.

"Liverpool?" Lord Charleston asked.

"Mr Brandon specialises in the field of company law. His mother, Henrietta Brandon is alive and he lives with her however his father, Alexander Brandon obviously is not and he was a doctor," Mr Wilkens said.

"I know that but it does seem odd that my third cousin should be a doctor," Lord Charleston said.

"My Lord, there are worse professions," Mr Wilkens said.

"Indeed," Lord Charleston said to Mr Wilkens as the men continued on the path towards Charnswell Park from the Church with the rest of the people which attended the memorial.

Dale stepped off of the Service stairwell into the corridor which divided off into the Kitchen, Servant's Hall and the corridors of the Basement. Dale had stopped to pull a white cloth from his jacket and wipe his brow of sweat which he then headed for the kitchen to assist with taking up the rest of the food but he was approached by Marion. Marion was carrying two ceramic bowls in her hands, "Dale, do me a favour?" Marion pushed one of the ceramic bowls towards Dale, "This is supposed to be sprinkled upon the chicken," Marion said.

"But isn't there anymore food that has to go up?" Dale asked.

"Please, Dale it won't take a moment," Marion said.

Dale sighed and he gave into Marion's request because Dale was glad to be doing this for Marion as he loved Marion, "Go on then and give it here," Dale said and took the bowl which Marion was pushing towards him.

"Thank you Dale," Marion said as she turned on her heels and headed back into the kitchen to assist Mrs Sherwood as Dale sighed and dashed back up the stairs for the Dining Room with the ceramic bowl in his grasp.

William Brandon, Earl of Charleston and Mr Thomas Wilkens led the guests to the memorial of Bradford and Lawson Brandon through the grand gates of the Charnswell Park Estate, "My Lord, we ought to talk about the business concerning the entail because as you know that upon your death. Your heir to the title inherits everything except the sums that are set aside for your daughters and your widow," Mr Wilkens said.