5 MARCH 1932, Page 13

Country Life


A visit to a bit of England, which has been persistently recommended as an English Riviera, proved rich, not in warmth and sunshine, much less in the sophisticated pleasures of the South of France, but in the more solid satisfactions. If you are lucky you may enjoy an al fresco meal under the lee of the cliffs at Lamorna Cove, even when a north-east wind is shrivelling the leaves on the uplands ; but the more salient memory of the day is a paddockful of daffodils on the face of the slope. Not even the vine-growers of the Rhine or the ahnond-growers of Majorca, or the bean and sugar-growers of Madeira more courageously mine riches from unpromising places than the Cornish smallholder. Our ears have been filled with the depressions of agriculture, with the woes of the husbandmen. It is a holiday in itself to spend days among a peasantry who are both keen and prosperous—who, instead of lamenting that "God prosper the plough " is no longer an effective prayer, only discuss the rival values of the curved or the rotary cultivator.

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