On this account mercy was extended to the Rev.E.Jones, and, in spite of his red face and awkward big feet, he was invited to dine at Framley Court, with his plain daughter, once in every three months.
Over and above these, there was hardly a house in the parish of Framley, outside the bounds of Framley Court, except those of farmers and farm labourers; and yet the parish was of large extent.
Framley is in the eastern division of the county of Barsetshire, which, as all the world knows, is, politically speaking, as true blue a county as any in England.

There have been backslidings even here, it is true; but then, in what county have there not been such backslidings?
Where, in these pinchbeck days, can we hope to find the old agricultural virtue in all its purity?
But, among those backsliders, I regret to say, that men now reckon Lord Lufton.

Not that he is a violent Whig, or perhaps that he is a Whig at all.
But he jeers and sneers at the old county doings; declares, when solicited on the subject, that, as far as he is concerned, Mr.Bright may sit for the county, if he pleases; and alleges, that being unfortunately a peer, he has no right even to interest himself in the question.

All this is deeply regretted, for, in the old days, there was no portion of the county more decidedly true blue than that Framley district; and, indeed, up to the present day, the dowager is able to give an occasional helping hand.
Chaldicotes is the seat of Nathaniel Sowerby, Esq., who, at the moment supposed to be now present, is one of the members for the Western Division of Barsetshire.

But this Western Division can boast none of the fine political attributes which grace its twin brother.
It is decidedly Whig, and is almost governed in its politics by one or two great Whig families.