1895 the momentous year
that changed the very course of Margarets life.
Lady Isabel Margesson, a friend of Margaret, invited her to her home to
meet an Indian monk on the following Sunday. Margaret has herself described her experience
on the occasion. A majestic personage, clad in a saffron gown and wearing a red
waist-band, sat there on the floor, cross-legged. As he spoke to the company, he recited
Sanskrit verses in his deep, sonorous voice. His serene face, his dignified bearing and
his divine voice cast a spell upon the listeners, who felt electrified by his frequent
utterance of the name of "Siva, Siva!" Margaret, however, who had already delved
deep into the sacred lore of the East, found nothing quite new in what she heard on this
occasion. What was new to her was the personality of the swamiji himself.
Margaret found out that this rare Swamiji with his magnetic personality
was none other than Swami Vivekananda who, two years before in 1893, had attended,
uninvited, the Parliament of Religions held at Chicago. His inspiring address at the
Parliament had captured millions of American hearts.