Fifty and five, tall dignified, white streaked black hair, pale blue eyes, and a pale complexion. He dresses in neat clothing, somber colors for the most part and tends to be very serious and always helpful to those who enter his store. By trade, he is a bookseller, and spends his days in his shop with his heir apparent, while his wife and other children while their time away doing other things. He is the proud father of nine children, all of whom are either studious or doing something with their time.
The Hamlin family is a long reaching one. It was once a proud family with a title, but then through unexplained circumstances, the title was revoked and the fortunes dwindled. However, the bookselling shop remains a steady income and a branch of it recently appeared in Wickerton and Bath. The latest Mr. Hamlin studied at the fine colleges, after receiving a scholarship and returned back to the prosperous shop with a longing to go elsewhere. At the age of twenty and five, with a considerable income of 20,000 pounds a year, he financed one trip to Wickerton where he promptly settled into a small cottage only six months after arriving. It was called Clarendon House by the owners, for it was rather large in fact, not a cottage at all.
Soon after his twenty and sixth birth date had come and passed, Mr. Hamlin married a plain woman Miss Theresa Winston, of Winston Manor. They were happy with each other, she was pleased with her lot in life. Their family included five girls and six boys, who were healthy and growing up to be politely behaved children. There were a few exceptions now and again and who would eventually work for their father or uncles. His sons are fully grown and his daughters for the most part are finding good matches despite small dowries and no beauty whatsoever. One of them was such a mighty match, that she grew rather the worse for climbing higher up than her relatives. |
