Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
Since the land is theirs and the village, it is reasonable that
they should have done everything that has been done for the place.
One of them built the church, but I know not when; another built
the tower; another gave the peal of bells. He who reigned here in
the time of Henry VII., built the Manor House; another built the
mill; the monuments in the church are all put up to the memory of
Challises dead and gone; there is one, a very stately tomb, which
figures, to the life, Sir William Challis (who died in the time
of Queen Elizabeth), carved in marble, and coloured, kneeling at
a desk; opposite to him is his second wife, Grace, also kneeling.
Behind the husband are three boys, on their knees, and behind the
wife are three girls. Apart from this group is the effigy of Filipa,
Sir Christopher's first wife, with four daughters kneeling behind
her. I was always sorry for Filipa, thus separated and cut off from
the society of her husband. There are brasses on the floor with
figures of other Challises, and tablets in the wall, and the Challis
coat-of-arms is everywhere, cut in lozenges, and painted in wood,
and shining in the east window. It seemed to me, in my young days,
that it was the grandest thing in the world to be a Challis.
In this family there was a laudable practice with the younger sons,
that they stayed not at home, as is too often their custom, leading
indolent lives without ambition or fortune, but they sallied forth
and sought fortune in trade, or in the Law, or in the Church, or
in foreign service--wherever fortune is to be honourably won--so
that, though I daresay some have proved dead and dry branches,
others have put forth flowers and fruit abundantly, forming new
and vigorous trees sprung from the ancient root. Thus, some have
become judges: and some bishops: and some great merchants: some
have crossed the ocean and are now settled in the Plantations: some
have attained rank and estates in the service of the Low Countries.
Thus, Sir Christopher's brother Humphrey went to London and became a
Levant merchant and adventurer, rising to great honour and becoming
alderman. I doubt not that he would have been made Lord Mayor but
for his untimely death. And as for his wealth, which was rumoured to
be so great--but you shall hear of this in due time.
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