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t you say as to the possibility of a vastly increased output of home…grown food。 But this you will never get until you have co…operation and the cheap carriage which; as you may have seen; I am doing my best to advocate — under the form of an increase in postal facilities。 For this reason: without co…operation and cheap carriage the small holder cannot thrive; and it is to him that you must look for enlarged production — not to the large farmers。 As regards the lack of rural cottages I agree that this is one of the great causes of the exodus to the towns (see Vol。 II; pp。 519…520)。 But the lack of prospects is a greater。 If labourers had a prospect of rising and could do well on the land as small holders they would soon get cottages; for then they could pay a rent at which these would be remunerative to build。 Or more probably they would build their own; as at Evesham。
Now I believe that such prospects could be afforded to labouring men by means of some such moderate measures of reform as I have suggested (Vol。 II; p。 555) if only some British Government would really take the matter to heart。
To my mind; to plunge everlastingly into foreign adventure after foreign adventure; however difficult and costly; and all the while to neglect our own land so cruelly is a madness。 What will it benefit us to gain the whole earth if we are to lose our country…bred population? Again; with all this outcry about our danger from lack of food; why not take the obvious remedy of growing most of it at home? as we could do in my judgment; and without Protection。
Forgive me for having troubled you with these screed。 I do so frankly in the hope of interesting you still more earnestly in a subject to which; trusting to do a little good; I have given so much time and labour — more indeed than my personal and material interests have justified me in doing。 To you; sir; may e the opportunity of helping forward these reforms and thus truly benefiting our country。
Believe me; very truly; yours;
H。 Rider Haggard。
The Right Hon。 H。 H。 Asquith。
As a matter of fact it was from the Radical party; with which I profoundly disagree upon certain points; that light came at last。 They; as I know from sundry signs and tokens; had taken the trouble to study “Rural England。” At any rate the Development Board; which now does so much for agriculture; embodies somewhat closely; if with variations; the scheme of Government assistance for that industry which I outlined in the last chapter; headed “Conclusions。”
The book has been very largely quoted; both here and in other countries; though often enough without acknowledgment; notably by politicians in search of ideas。 For instance; Lord Rosebery — I need not say; with acknowledgment — has alluded to it more than once in his speeches; and so have many other prominent men。 I remember that he pointed it out to me in his library; and told me; I think; that he had read it straight through。
I fear that this has been rather a dull chapter; for its subject is always dull; and he who decants thereon is apt to be considered an agricultural bore。 Also it has involved the quotation of several letters and the reprinting of some extracts from books; which are apt to look wearisome in type。 Yet I did not see how these could be omitted; since the words set down years ago do give exactly the writer’s thoughts and views in a fashion more pletely accurate than can any summary founded on his recollections。 Memory is a treacherous thing; and one to which in such matters it is not well to trust。
Strange and varied were the establishments in which Cochrane and I often found ourselves as guests during the course of these “Rural England” journeyings。 When it was announced that I was going to visit a given county we invariably received many kind offers of hospitality。 Since; as a rule; we knew nothing of our would…be hosts; our method of dealing with these was to take a map and accept at hazard those invitations which would bring us nearest to the centre of the various districts we wished to investigate。 Really it was a wise plan; for it brought us into touch with all sorts and conditions of men。
When; at the given day and hour; we drove up to the residence of our unknown host; often enough it was without knowing whether we should find a palace or a farmhouse。
I could write a whole chapter; if not a small book; about the places where we stayed and their inhabitants。 One night; for instance; we found ourselves in an ancient and gigantic baronial castle。 While I was undressing Cochrane arrived in my apartment; which was huge and gloomy; and asked me if I would mind ing to inspect his sleeping…place。 I did; and by the light of a few struggling candles saw the most depressing room on which ever I had set eyes。
It was enormous; and in the centre of the back wall stood a four…post bed with black hangings and; I think; black hearse…plumes at the corners。 Round the walls were old; full…length family portraits of a singularly grim description — I imagine they must have been memorial pictures — while over the mantelpiece sat an awful old seventeenth…century woman who held a skull in her hands。 This very skull; by the way; was kept in a cupboard upstairs; where I saw the thing; which had something to do with the history of the family; or rather of that which preceded it in the ownership of the castle and estate。 Everything about the chamber was in thorough keeping with that skull; even the coal…box was black and shaped like a sarcophagus!
“This;” said Cochrane — a lover of cheerful surroundings — in a feeble voice; “is no doubt the place where these people have been laid out for generations!”
Remembering the horrible “black bed” in the Verney Memoirs; which used to be carted from house to house whenever a death was expected in the family; I agreed with him; and departed; wishing him pleasant dreams and a good night’s rest。
So huge was that castle — built; I believe; in the time of King John — that in the morning we were utterly unable to find our way to the breakfast…room。 Up and down passages we wandered; till at last we saw a table with writing materials on it; and sat down there to answer letters; until ultimately we 
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