CHAPTER XI 



A FLYING VISIT TO SCOTLAND- 

 AUGUST I, 1937 



TO a farmer this is perhaps the most interesting 

 time of year to pay a visit to Scotland. You 

 strike the country when practically all the crops are 

 in the fields, and in this year of Grace 1937, much 

 of the hay. The crops make a great show, a show 

 certainly equal to anything in the British Isles, and 

 in my opinion not excelled anywhere in the world. 



I am sure as one proceeds north by rail via 

 Berwick and Edinburgh right away up the east 

 coast as far as Aberdeen, the land seems to lend 

 itself to heavy crops. To leave Edinburgh on a 

 summer evening and pass through that marvellous 

 country of Midlothian and over the Forth Bridge 

 and away north, seems to strike a note of romantic 

 thrill. 



From the rail you get a much better view than 

 you do from a car, and as you near Dundee the 

 great Tay Bridge comes into sight, and someone 

 in the train will be telling you the tale that in 1879 

 on a Christmas night the bridge broke up and the 

 train fell in. Then again you get a view of the 

 golden grain crops running down to the water's edge, 



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