It was ordained that our earthly pilgrammage should be a struggle, and life would be a tame affair if everything went smoothly.

Manner and morals have improved, improved wages and world travel during the war have had effect, and the farm labourer now is an intelligent, self respecting workman, on a level at least with the town artisan. The village rustic of the past no longer exists outside of the comic papers.

Some great poet or philosopher once said that " he who goes to nature for comfort must go to her empty handed " , and I think he was right.

Any artwork needs time and patience and needs above a quiet mind.

Unlike most great talkers, the rooks are good workers, too.

Strict honesty was the policy of most of them; although there were a few who were said to 'find anything before 'tis lost' and to whom findings were keepings.

The wife ought to have the first child and the husband the second, then there wouldn't ever be any more.