. Life and letters of Maggie Benson. ont door,and conducted him, bewildered but gratified, inprocession to the drawing-room. I can find no letters of hers at this time ; we wereall together, well and happy; strangely enough, inthe last year of her life she reminded me that in oneof my school-terms, I did not answer her letters,and she consulted my mother as to what she shoulddo. If he wont write to you, said my mothercheerfully dont write to him ! —and she toldme then that though this had happened forty yearsbefore, she was always remorseful that she hadtaken the advice. She was then at this t
. Life and letters of Maggie Benson. ont door,and conducted him, bewildered but gratified, inprocession to the drawing-room. I can find no letters of hers at this time ; we wereall together, well and happy; strangely enough, inthe last year of her life she reminded me that in oneof my school-terms, I did not answer her letters,and she consulted my mother as to what she shoulddo. If he wont write to you, said my mothercheerfully dont write to him ! —and she toldme then that though this had happened forty yearsbefore, she was always remorseful that she hadtaken the advice. She was then at this time a silent shy girl, afraidof publicity, often feeling awkward, easily abashed,lacking in initiative, with little hopes and fanciesand ambitions, which she could not express eitherin deed or word, and though interested in her schoolwork, glad to be at home again among familiar andtrusted surroundings ; modest and quiet, but withher own way of doing things, and her own quietopinion about all matters in which she was concerned. 24. CHAPTER III TRURO At the end of 1876, Maggie being then eleven,my father was offered the newly-formed See ofTruro. An income was provided, but no the Vicarage of the extensive andformerly wealthy parish of Kenwyn adjacent toTruro was obtained for the See. It was really moreUke a small country house than a Vicarage, Itsglebe of some fifteen acres was planted like a littlepark, and the house stood in a stately way, a com-pact stone Georgian mansion, with pleasant gardensbehind. It was a very lovely place ; it looked downupon the town of Truro, with the smoke going upabove the clustered roofs, spanned by the twoextremely picturesque timber viaducts of the GreatWestern Railway. Beyond the town the estuarylay, a shining water among low green wooded the East the quiet valley of Idless ran far intothe hills, with its clear rippling streams, little stonytracks coming down from upland farms, bits ofwaste and wild woodland. We set
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