AN EMIGRANT'S PLEA.
There emigrated lately from England to New South Wales the retired house master of one of our big Public Schools. He and his family went straight to a farm. Six weeks ago he saw a paragraph in the Spectator referring to a gross yield of 1900 from an acre of glass in Essex: It stirred him to write to me a plea for the superiority of 1,000 acres of land in New South Wales. His experience has proved to him that any min of sense and vigour can make a good living off that acreage, with very little risk from the accidents either of climate or markets. The country—in his view—is a Paradise—not for subordinate wage-earners, but for yeomen, and the best service we can do for the Empire is yeoman service in the strict sense of that most English phrase. Apropos, it would be fair to say (as an atonement for previous criticism) that the Overseas Settlement Committee have done nothing better than the scheme' just prepared for the settlement on overseas farms of twenty-one thousand persons from the mining areas.
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