the generous affections towards all men, and invigorate one to deserve what the gods have given.’
Margaret’s charities and courtesies were not limited to
her kindred. She fell, at once, into agreeable relations
with her domestics, became their confidant, teacher, and
helper, studied their characters, consulted their convenience,
warned them of their dangers or weaknesses, and
rejoiced to gratify their worthy tastes; and, in return,
no lady could receive, from servants, more punctual or
hearty attendance. She knew how to command and
how to persuade, and her sympathy was perfect. They
felt the power of her mind, her hardy directness, prompt
judgment, decision and fertility of resource, and liked to
aid one who knew so well her own wants. ‘Around
my path,’ she writes, ‘how much humble love continually
flows. These every-day and lowly friends never
forget my wishes, never censure my whims, make no
demands on me, and load me with gifts and
uncomplaining service. Though sometimes forgetful of their
claims, I try to make it up when we do meet, and I
trust give little pain as I pass along this world.’
Even in extreme cases of debasement she found more to admire than to contemn, and won the confidence of the fallen by manifesting her real respect. “There was in my family,” writes a friend, “a very handsome young girl, who had been vicious in her habits, and so enamored of one of her lovers, that when he deserted her, she attempted to drown herself. She was rescued, and some good people were eager to reform her life. While she was engaged in housework for us, Margaret saw her, and one day asked — if she could not help her. —— replied: ‘No! for should I begin to
