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My father had his faults and virtues like other men: he was proud, but honest; and generous, but too much addicted to hospitality. He had a great love for the Church, and an insinuating mildness of behaviour that won upon all who had intercourse with him. His person was rather above the middle size, his complexion florid, and his aspect open; he had been tolerably handsome in his youth, and preserved in his old age a serenity of mind which rendered him always acceptable.