The Cambridge, Ely, and King's Lynn Road: The Great Fenland HighwayHarper, Charles G. (Charles George)
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The Cambridge, Ely, and King's Lynn Road: The Great Fenland Highway
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
England -- Description and travel; Fens, The (England) -- Description and travel
A Fenland road is one thing among others peculiar to the Fens. It is a
very good illustration of eternity, and goes on, flat and unbending,
with a semi-stagnant ditch on either side, as far as eye can reach
in the vast solitary expanse, empty save for an occasional ash-tree
or group of Lombardy poplars, with perhaps a hillock rising in the
distance crowned by a church and a village. No "metal" or ballast has
ever been placed on the Fenland drove. In summer it is from six to
eight inches deep in a black dust, that rises in choking clouds to the
passage of a vehicle or on the uprising of a breeze; in winter it is
a sea of mud, congealed on the approach of frost into ruts and ridges
of the most appalling ruggedness. The Fen-folk have a home-made way
with their execrable "droves." When they become uneven they just harrow
them, as the farmer in other counties harrows his fields, and, when
they are become especially hard, they plough them first and harrow
them afterwards; a procedure that would have made Macadam faint with
horror. The average-constituted small boy, who throws stones by nature,
discovers something lacking in the scheme of creation as applied
to these districts. Everywhere the soil is composed of the ancient
alluvial silt brought down to these levels by those lazy streams,
the Nene, the Lark, the Cam, and the Ouse, and of the dried peat of
these sometime stagnant and festering morasses. Now that drainage has
so thoroughly done its work, that in ardent summers the soil of this
former inland sea gapes and cracks with dryness, it is no uncommon
sight to see water pumped on to the baking fields from the leams and
droves. The earth is of a light, dry black nature, consisting of
fibrous vegetable matter, and possesses the well-known preservative
properties of bog soil. Thus the trees of the primeval forest that
formerly existed here, and were drowned in an early stage of the
world's history, are often dug up whole. Their timber is black too,
as black as coal, as may be seen by the wooden bridges that cross the
drains and cuts, often made from these prehistoric trees.
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