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upon top of the house. The sweet smell of the greenhouse 

 at Windsor as you opened the north door I can never forget, 

 and old Miss Ellinor Stewart in her chair at the drawing- 

 room fire. One window looked into the greenhouse, another 

 at the lake; from the third you could see Drum Church, 

 where I first went to Church, holding my father's and 

 mother's hands, as I jumped along the Bell hill and heard 

 the Church bell on a blight, Sunday morning. I was put 

 upon a high straw stool in the Ballydrain seat, and looked 

 over at the Malone seat where Miss Marcella Legge, after- 

 wards Mrs. Temple, sat." . . 



There is a curious touch of character-drawing in the follow- 

 ing : — 



"Miss Stewart, of Windsor, died in 1805, also her 

 eldest brother, Mr. Tom Stewart, of Castle Street and 

 Whitehouse, who gave my mother some silver, two large 

 spoons, a tankard and two salvers in an old rubber, which 

 he bade her return. He often drove to Maryville with old 

 Mick, standing at the back of the carriage with his gold- 

 headed cane. I can remember Mick pushing his fat old 

 master into the carriage." 



There is a description of a death in Jennymount, which 

 belonged to the Thompsons, doubly related to the Wilsons. 

 They were descended from one of the Legges, and their mother 

 was a sister of Walter Wilson, whose mother was one of the 

 Gordons of Traquir. 1 quote it because of its historical interest. 

 After the death of her sister, who had married Captain Selby 

 Smyth and died abroad, Jane Thompson had fretted herself into a 

 state of weakness, so Miss Wilson tells us. 



Jane was so sad that she became very delicate, and 

 they thought the greenhouse between the sitting-rooms bad 

 for her health, and took it away in a few years, but not 

 until Mrs. Maule came there in 1821, on a visit and died 

 eleven days after she arrived. As she passed through the 



