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Authors: Anthony Trollope

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“For useful work, yes, — but hardly for enjoyment in the thing. And then I don’t believe it all as you do. To you the British House of Commons is everything.”

“Yes; — everything,” said Mr Palliser with unwonted enthusiasm; — “everything, everything. That and the Constitution are everything.”

“It is not so to me.”

“Ah, but it will be. If you really take to the work, and put yourself into harness, it will be so. You’ll get to feel it as I do. The man who is counted by his colleagues as number one on the Treasury Bench in the English House of Commons, is the first of living men. That’s my opinion. I don’t know that I ever said it before; but that’s my opinion.”

“And who is the second; — the purse-bearer to this great man?”

“I say nothing about the second. I don’t know that there is any second. I wonder how we shall find Lady Glencora and the boy.” They had then arrived at the side entrance to the Castle, and Mr Grey ran up-stairs to his wife’s room to receive her congratulations.

“And you are a Member of Parliament?” she asked.

“They tell me so, but I don’t know whether I actually am one till I’ve taken the oaths.”

“I am so happy. There’s no position in the world so glorious!”

“It’s a pity you are not Mr Palliser’s wife. That’s just what he has been saying.”

“Oh, John, I am so happy. It is so much more than I have deserved. I hope, — that is, I sometimes
think — “

“Think what, dearest?”

“I hope nothing that I have ever said has driven you to it.”

“I’d do more than that, dear, to make you happy,” he said, as he put his arm round her and kissed her; “more than that, at least if it were in my power.”

Probably my readers may agree with Alice, that in the final adjustment of her affairs she had received more than she had deserved. All her friends, except her husband, thought so. But as they have all forgiven her, including even Lady Midlothian herself, I hope that they who have followed her story to its close will not be less generous.

PHINEAS FINN
The Irish Member
First published in serial form in
St. Paul’s Magazine
beginning in 1867 and in book form in 1869
CONTENTS
Volume I
 
I.  
Phineas Finn Proposes to Stand for Loughshane
II.  
Phineas Finn Is Elected for Loughshane
III.  
Phineas Finn Takes His Seat
IV.  
Lady Laura Standish
V.  
Mr. and Mrs. Low
VI.  
Lord Brentford’s Dinner
VII.  
Mr. and Mrs. Bunce
VIII.  
The News about Mr. Mildmay and Sir Everard
IX.  
The New Government
X.  
Violet Effingham
XI.  
Lord Chiltern
XII.  
Autumnal Prospects
XIII.  
Saulsby Wood
XIV.  
Loughlinter
XV.  
Donald Bean’s Pony
XVI.  
Phineas Finn Returns to Killaloe
XVII.  
Phineas Finn Returns to London
XVIII.  
Mr. Turnbull
XIX.  
Lord Chiltern Rides His Horse Bonebreaker
XX.  
The Debate on the Ballot
XXI.  
“Do be punctual”
XXII.  
Lady Baldock at Home
XXIII.  
Sunday in Grosvenor Place
XXIV.  
The Willingford Bull
XXV.  
Mr. Turnbull’s Carriage Stops the Way
XXVI.  
“The First Speech”
XXVII.  
Phineas Discussed
XXVIII.  
The Second Reading Is Carried
XXIX.  
A Cabinet Meeting
XXX.  
Mr. Kennedy’s Luck
XXXI.  
Finn for Loughton
XXXII.  
Lady Laura Kennedy’s Headache
XXXIII.  
Mr. Slide’s Grievance
XXXIV.  
Was He Honest?
XXXV.  
Mr. Monk upon Reform
XXXVI.  
Phineas Finn Makes Progress
XXXVII.  
A Rough Encounter
 
Volume II
 
XXXVIII.  
The Duel
XXXIX.  
Lady Laura Is Told
XL.  
Madame Max Goesler
XLI.  
Lord Fawn
XLII.  
Lady Baldock Does Not Send a Card to Phineas Finn
XLIII.  
Promotion
XLIV.  
Phineas and His Friends
XLV.  
Miss Effingham’s Four Lovers
XLVI.  
The Mousetrap
XLVII.  
Mr. Mildmay’s Bill
XLVIII.  
“The Duke”
XLIX.  
The Duellists Meet
L.  
Again Successful
LI.  
Troubles at Loughlinter
LII.  
The First Blow
LIII.  
Showing How Phineas Bore the Blow
LIV.  
Consolation
LV.  
Lord Chiltern at Saulsby
LVI.  
What the People in Marylebone Thought
LVII.  
The Top Brick of the Chimney
LVIII.  
Rara Avis in Terris
LIX.  
The Earl’s Wrath
LX.  
Madame Goesler’s Politics
LXI.  
Another Duel
LXII.  
The Letter That Was Sent to Brighton
LXIII.  
Showing How the Duke Stood His Ground
LXIV.  
The Horns
LXV.  
The Cabinet Minister at Killaloe
LXVI.  
Victrix
LXVII.  
Job’s Comforters
LXVIII.  
The Joint Attack
LXIX.  
The Temptress
LXX.  
The Prime Minister’s House
LXXI.  
Comparing Notes
LXXII.  
Madame Goesler’s Generosity
LXXIII.  
Amantium Iræ
LXXIV.  
The Beginning of the End
LXXV.  
P. P. C.
LXXVI.  
Conclusion

 

VOLUME I
CHAPTER I
Phineas Finn Proposes to Stand for Loughshane
 

Dr. Finn, of Killaloe, in county Clare, was as well known in those parts, — the confines, that is, of the counties Clare, Limerick, Tipperary, and Galway, — as was the bishop himself who lived in the same town, and was as much respected. Many said that the doctor was the richer man of the two, and the practice of his profession was extended over almost as wide a district. Indeed the bishop whom he was privileged to attend, although a Roman Catholic, always spoke of their dioceses being conterminate. It will therefore be understood that Dr. Finn, — Malachi Finn was his full name, — had obtained a wide reputation as a country practitioner in the west of Ireland. And he was a man sufficiently well to do, though that boast made by his friends, that he was as warm a man as the bishop, had but little truth to support it. Bishops in Ireland, if they live at home, even in these days, are very warm men; and Dr. Finn had not a penny in the world for which he had not worked hard. He had, moreover, a costly family, five daughters and one son, and, at the time of which we are speaking, no provision in the way of marriage or profession had been made for any of them. Of the one son, Phineas, the hero of the following pages, the mother and five sisters were very proud. The doctor was accustomed to say that his goose was as good as any other man’s goose, as far as he could see as yet; but that he should like some very strong evidence before he allowed himself to express an opinion that the young bird partook, in any degree, of the qualities of a swan. From which it may be gathered that Dr. Finn was a man of common-sense.

Phineas had come to be a swan in the estimation of his mother and sisters by reason of certain early successes at college. His father, whose religion was not of that bitter kind in which we in England are apt to suppose that all the Irish Roman Catholics indulge, had sent his son to Trinity; and there were some in the neighbourhood of Killaloe, — patients, probably, of Dr. Duggin, of Castle Connell, a learned physician who had spent a fruitless life in endeavouring to make head against Dr. Finn, — who declared that old Finn would not be sorry if his son were to turn Protestant and go in for a fellowship. Mrs. Finn was a Protestant, and the five Miss Finns were Protestants, and the doctor himself was very much given to dining out among his Protestant friends on a Friday. Our Phineas, however, did not turn Protestant up in Dublin, whatever his father’s secret wishes on that subject may have been. He did join a debating society, to success in which his religion was no bar; and he there achieved a sort of distinction which was both easy and pleasant, and which, making its way down to Killaloe, assisted in engendering those ideas as to swanhood of which maternal and sisterly minds are so sweetly susceptible. “I know half a dozen old windbags at the present moment,” said the doctor, “who were great fellows at debating clubs when they were boys.” “Phineas is not a boy any longer,” said Mrs. Finn. “And windbags don’t get college scholarships,” said Matilda Finn, the second daughter. “But papa always snubs Phinny,” said Barbara, the youngest. “I’ll snub you, if you don’t take care,” said the doctor, taking Barbara tenderly by the ear; — for his youngest daughter was the doctor’s pet.

The doctor certainly did not snub his son, for he allowed him to go over to London when he was twenty-two years of age, in order that he might read with an English barrister. It was the doctor’s wish that his son might be called to the Irish Bar, and the young man’s desire that he might go to the English Bar. The doctor so far gave way, under the influence of Phineas himself, and of all the young women of the family, as to pay the usual fee to a very competent and learned gentleman in the Middle Temple, and to allow his son one hundred and fifty pounds per annum for three years. Dr. Finn, however, was still firm in his intention that his son should settle in Dublin, and take the Munster Circuit, — believing that Phineas might come to want home influences and home connections, in spite of the swanhood which was attributed to him.

Phineas sat his terms for three years, and was duly called to the Bar; but no evidence came home as to the acquirement of any considerable amount of law lore, or even as to much law study, on the part of the young aspirant. The learned pundit at whose feet he had been sitting was not especially loud in praise of his pupil’s industry, though he did say a pleasant word or two as to his pupil’s intelligence. Phineas himself did not boast much of his own hard work when at home during the long vacation. No rumours of expected successes, — of expected professional successes, — reached the ears of any of the Finn family at Killaloe. But, nevertheless, there came tidings which maintained those high ideas in the maternal bosom of which mention has been made, and which were of sufficient strength to induce the doctor, in opposition to his own judgment, to consent to the continued residence of his son in London. Phineas belonged to an excellent club, — the Reform Club, — and went into very good society. He was hand in glove with the Hon. Laurence Fitzgibbon, the youngest son of Lord Claddagh. He was intimate with Barrington Erle, who had been private secretary, — one of the private secretaries, — to the great Whig Prime Minister who was lately in but was now out. He had dined three or four times with that great Whig nobleman, the Earl of Brentford. And he had been assured that if he stuck to the English Bar he would certainly do well. Though he might fail to succeed in court or in chambers, he would doubtless have given to him some one of those numerous appointments for which none but clever young barristers are supposed to be fitting candidates. The old doctor yielded for another year, although at the end of the second year he was called upon to pay a sum of three hundred pounds, which was then due by Phineas to creditors in London. When the doctor’s male friends in and about Killaloe heard that he had done so, they said that he was doting. Not one of the Miss Finns was as yet married; and, after all that had been said about the doctor’s wealth, it was supposed that there would not be above five hundred pounds a year among them all, were he to give up his profession. But the doctor, when he paid that three hundred pounds for his son, buckled to his work again, though he had for twelve months talked of giving up the midwifery. He buckled to again, to the great disgust of Dr. Duggin, who at this time said very ill-natured things about young Phineas.

At the end of the three years Phineas was called to the Bar, and immediately received a letter from his father asking minutely as to his professional intentions. His father recommended him to settle in Dublin, and promised the one hundred and fifty pounds for three more years, on condition that this advice was followed. He did not absolutely say that the allowance would be stopped if the advice were not followed, but that was plainly to be implied. That letter came at the moment of a dissolution of Parliament. Lord de Terrier, the Conservative Prime Minister, who had now been in office for the almost unprecedentedly long period of fifteen months, had found that he could not face continued majorities against him in the House of Commons, and had dissolved the House. Rumour declared that he would have much preferred to resign, and betake himself once again to the easy glories of opposition; but his party had naturally been obdurate with him, and he had resolved to appeal to the country. When Phineas received his father’s letter, it had just been suggested to him at the Reform Club that he should stand for the Irish borough of Loughshane.

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