"Newman, Peter C. - Company of Adventures 03 - Merchant Prince" - читать интересную книгу автора (Newman Peter C) Eastern traders and opium dealers that became the far Pacific's most
princely hong, and later the model forJames Clavell's Noble House and Taipan. The Keswichs have run it ever since, and Sir William himself was a director and chairman of Matheson's, the London affiliate, for thirty-two years. WETALK INTO THE AYFFRNOON, and several cups of tea have grown cold between us when Keswick starts rambling on about his great heroes-Hannibal, the Carthaginian general whose army used elephants to cross the Alps, and Sir Edward Peacock, the Canadianborn financial Merlin with whom he sat on the board of the t4BC-then briefly switches to his favourite villains: Moses and Cromwell. "They were such negative boysalways telling us not to do things." *Not only a romantic but a nuschicvous romantic, Sir XNilliam named hi,, middle son John Chippendale Keswick because the boy was conceived in ~i Chippendale bed. The husband of Lady Sarah Ramsay and a successful merchant adventurer in his own right (he is chairman of l4ambros Bank), the vounger Keswick is still known as Chip. Xill I bring the conversation around to the Hudson's Bay Company and remind him that I have come to see The Chair. No outsider has ever seen it. Keswick hesitates, then motions me to follow. We climb to a small room on the priory's top floor. Sturdy and slightly oversized with a straigiit looking at it and at one another. On The Chair's seat, Keswick has reproduced in perfect needlepoint the Governor's Flag of the Hudson's Bay Company, with its intricate design that includes a fox, four beavers and twin elk rearing up on their hind legs. I can't resist looking at the former Governor's hands. They are ham-like, his fingers so thick that he cannot close them in repose; the joints are swollen and bent by arthritis. Embroidering that seat must have been excruciatingly awkward and required angelic patience, ~1 quality not usually associated with merchant adventurers. Keswick breaks the silence. "I'd never done anything like this before, but found gros-point needlework very soothing," he says. "One can think while working, with no ulterior motive ... I used to do it after hunting, have tea, then come up here ... Took me a year ... Soothing, what?" We both know he's fibbing. There are easier hobbies to soothe the soul But not the soul of this Governor of the Hudson's Bay Company, one of its greatest, who was so upset about leaving his post (because he chose not to preside over the Company's departure from England) that he spent most of a year stitching this chair, working out his sorrow and his frustration. "I was and am in love with the old Company," he admits, as he leads me downstairs. "I don't know why one is so sentimental, really." We part. "You're talking to a fanatical son of a gun," he shrugs. Xiv I would never have guessed. |
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