514 The Cumberland and Westmoreland 
what Judges in the present day ought to value, viz., that this 
farm has been managed strictly according to the conditions of 
the Society — " with a view to profit," and I trust I have suc- 
ceeded in convincing readers that Mr. Handley was worthy of 
the high honour accorded him in the competition ; and I can 
further assure them, were I permitted to publish accounts, that 
even in these bad times the balance-sheet is one which would 
make the eyes of many a southern farmer open with astonish- 
ment, whilst at the same time it caused his mouth to water 
with envy. 
^Mk. Lowthian's Farm, Winder Hall, Westmoreland. 
Second Prize Farm. — Class I. 
Situation. — By an almost continuous gentle ascent from the 
valley of the Eamont, and some five miles south-west of Penrith, 
lies Winder Hall. Lies, did I say? I should more justly 
have written " is perched," for an elevation of 900 feet is 
attained before Mr. Lowthian's farm is reached. Sufficient 
height this for tillage ! but, in a district where oats and turnips 
are the principal crops, by no means beyond the mark where 
cultivation ceases to be profitable. At any rate Mr. Lowthian 
has something to show beyond the view, respecting which 
(restricted as I feel myself in devoting space to such matters), 
I must perforce say a few words ; for, indeed, the man who could 
go over this farm in any weather but a fog and be insensible to 
the beauty of the scene could have little sense of enjoyment of 
any of Nature's charms. When the sun lights up the glorious 
landscape visible from this elevated spot it is difficult to 
believe that any man in England has before his eyes each day 
a more bewitching scene than the farmer of Winder Hall. But 
this extended prospect does not greet one from the house, 
for which, like most habitations in an elevated country, shelter 
has been naturally sought rather than a wide horizon ; so that 
one must get into the fields and away from the homestead to 
discover the full perfection of the view. Mounting still higher, 
then, than the house, one approaches a rough park or pasture, 
a remnant of the " common " land of the farm, where oaks, 
thorns, and hazels still linger in copses to break the winds and 
to give an additional charm to the scene. From this spot 
what I must call an almost unrivalled view breaks upon the 
spectator. To his surprise he finds the lake of Ullswater 
lying almost at his feet, its surrounding mountains dipping 
their wooded sides to its shores. The bright little valley which 
opens from its lower end, and passes its waters by the Eamont 
