The Black Swans 



subconscious knowledge would be 

 termed. 



I cannot quite make out the par- 

 ticular location in any case. That is a 

 detail which in the course of genera- 

 tions has escaped me, but there are 

 certain places in that pastoral paradise 

 called Yorkshire that have a strangely 

 familiar aspect. There are rich fields 

 and meadows, rare old trees and ivied 

 walls and high-bred flocks and herds 

 and well-groomed hunters racing down 

 the country-side to the matchless 

 music of the pack just as in those 

 days of old. I can swear that my 

 ancestors on one side the house were 

 among the ancient Britons who dwelt 

 in Cleveland Vale or perhaps on Der- 

 went Water, and were a part of the 

 migration of those who were pressed 

 out of their fair possessions perhaps in 

 Caesar's time far to the North beyond 

 the Firth of Forth, taking with them 

 that tongue, the remnant of which 

 the old "broad Scotch" is in reality 



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