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Treby was almost unknown; yet whoever visited it might well prefer its
sequestered beauties to many more renowned competitors. Situated in the
depths of a little bay, it was sheltered on all sides by the cliffs.
Just behind the hamlet the cliff made a break, forming a little ravine,
in the depth of which ran a clear stream, on whose banks were spread the
orchards of the villagers, whence they derived their chief wealth.
Tangled bushes and luxuriant herbage diversified the cliffs, some of
which were crowned by woods; and in "every nook and coign of 'vantage"
were to be seen and scented the glory of that coast--its exhaustless
store of flowers. The village was, as has been said, in the depth of a
bay; towards the east the coast rounded off with a broad sweep, forming
a varied line of bay and headland; to the west a little promontory shot
out abruptly, and at once closed in the view. This point of land was the
peculiarity of Treby. The cliff that gave it its picturesque appearance
was not high, but was remarkable for being crowned by the village
church, with its slender spire.
Long may it be before the village churchyard ceases to be in England a
favoured spot--the home of rural and holy seclusion. At Treby it derived
a new beauty from its distance from the village and the eminence on
which it was placed, overlooking the wide ocean, the sands, the village
itself, with its gardens, orchards, and gayly-painted fields. From the
church a straggling, steep, yet not impracticable path led down to the
sands by way of the beach; indeed, the distance from the village to the
church was scarcely more than half a mile; but no vehicle could approach
except by the higher road, which, following the line of coast, measured
nearly two miles. The edifice itself, picturesque in its rustic
simplicity, seemed at the distance to be imbosomed in a neighbouring
grove. There was no house, nor even cottage, near. The contiguous
churchyard contained about two acres; a light white paling surrounded it
on three sides; on the fourth was a high wall, clothed thickly with ivy:
the trees of the near wood overhung both wall and paling, except on the
side of the cliff'. The waving of their branches, the murmur of the
tide, and the occasional scream of seafowl, were all the sounds that
disturbed, or rather harmonized with, the repose and solitude of the
spot.
On Sunday, the inhabitants of several hamlets congregated here to attend
divine service. Those of Treby usually approached by the beach and the
path of the cliff, the old and infirm only taking the longer but more
easy road. On every other day of the week all was quiet, except when the
hallowed precincts were visited by happy parents with a newborn babe, by
bride and bridegroom hastening all gladly to enter on the joys and cares
of life--or by the train of mourners who attended relation or friend to
the last repose of the dead.
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