HOW I CAME TO WRITE A BOOK II 



In those days lots of Lincolnshire 

 farmers hunted in scarlet and drove 

 their broughams — men with fifteen or 

 twenty thousand pounds invested in 

 agriculture ; and you would find four or 

 five farmers or their sons in each parish 

 who hunted the little red rover on 

 horses of their own breeding, whilst now 

 you may traverse four or five parishes 

 before you meet with one, and a man 

 on a horse at all is fast becoming a 

 curiosity. 



There are no better fellows living 

 than Lincolnshire farmers. Yorkshire 

 and Norfolk farmers are jolly good 

 fellows too. There are right good sorts 

 to be met with here in Leicestershire, and 

 everywhere else, for the matter of that ; 

 but I somehow notice a different type 

 of farmer where all grass abounds than 

 where there is a mixed tillage. 



