After the death of her first husband, Mrs. Bray married the vicar of Tavistock, and for thirty-five years lived in the vicarage of that town. Here she became interested in the legends of Devon and Cornwall, and wrote five novels founded upon the history of tradition of those counties. _Henry de Pomeroy_ opens at the abbey of Tavistock, one of the oldest abbeys in England, during the reign of Richard Coeur-de-Leon. The scene of _Fitz of Fitz-Ford_ is also laid at Tavistock, but during the reign of Queen Elizabeth. Another story of the reign of the Virgin Queen was _Warleigh, or the Fatal Oak: a Legend of Devon_. _Courtenay of Walreddon: a Romance of the West_ takes place in the reign of Charles the First, about the commencement of the Civil War. A gypsy girl, by name Cinderella Small, is introduced into the story, and has been highly praised. The character, as well as some of the stories told of her, was drawn from life. But the most famous of these novels is _Trelawny of Trelawne; or the Prophecy: a Legend of Cornwall_, a story of the rebellion of Monmouth. Like most of the romances upon English themes, the private history of the family furnishes the romance, the historical happenings being used only for the setting: the usual method of Scott. The hero of this novel is Sir Jonathan Trelawny, one of the seven bishops who were committed to the Tower by James the Second. When he was arrested by the king's command, the Cornish men rose one and all, and marched as far as Exeter, in their way to extort his liberation. Trelawny is a popular hero of Cornwall, as the following lines testify: A good sword and a trusty hand! A merry heart and true! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do! And have they fixed the where and when? And shall Trelawny die? Here's twenty thousand Cornish men Will know the reason why! Out spake their captain brave and bold, A merry wight was he-- "If London Tower were Michael's hold, We'll set Trelawny free!" We'll cross the Tamar, land to land, The Severn is no stay, All side to side, and hand to hand, And who shall say us nay? And when we come to London Wall, A pleasant sight to view, Come forth! Come forth! Ye cowards all, To better men than you! Trelawny he's in keep and hold-- Trelawny he may die, But here's twenty thousand Cornish bold Will know the reason why!