Hard by the church stood the old Hall, an ancient structure, which about the year 1600 was said to be in sad decay. Soon afterwards Sir Robert Wroth brought it, and, at great cost, converted it into the imposing mansion of which an old water-colour drawing gives some idea. It will be seen that the facade is Jacobean, while what lies behind it wears a familiar Tudor air. This house, and apparently its contents too, were sold with the estate, and all was kept by Miss Whitaker much as the Wroths left it. Mr. Maitland, on his accession, carried out considerable alterations; for, among other inconveniences, many rooms were accessible only through others, corridors and passages being details with which our ancestors seem to have been able to dispense. Unfortunately, as too often happens, the new wine proved too strong for the old bottle, and just after Mr. Maitland and his family had settled in their new home, a fire broke out at night owing to a beam in the library chimney having ignited. The story goes that the beam fell on a wire, which set a bell in the butlers room a-ringing. He gave the alarm and all the inmates of the house escaped. It was winter and a cold night: the ponds were frozen and little or no water was obtainable, so that the house, the pictures, and 10,000 printed books and MSS. perished, but not before many valuable objects had been rescued. For many years the site lay vacant behind the great iron gates, until, some five-and-twenty years ago (1879), the new Hall arose upon it, and the road was diverted to its present course. A PLURALIST RECTOR. Mr. Hamilton, who became Rector in 1804, as already mentioned, affords a somewhat startling instance of the pluralism which was common less than a century ago. In addition to being Rector here, when the tithe was still uncommuted, he was also Archdeacon of Taunton, Canon Residentiary of Lichfield, Rector of St. Mary-le-Bow, Chaplain-in-Ordinary to the King, Librarian of St. Martin’s Library, and, to cap it all, Parish Clerk of St. Martin’s-in-the-Fields—a post worth £334 a year, with duties, as you may imagine, invariably performed by deputy. His son, Walter Kerr Hamilton, afterwards Bishop of Salisbury, was of another mind, and, being a Canon of Salisbury at the time of his father’s death, declined the offer of Loughton, though he would (says Dr. Liddon) gladly have enabled his widowed mother to live on in her old home, if his conscience had permitted him to accept it. Kerr Hamilton, in his younger days, got into trouble in the parish for making friends with the dissenting minister.