The Romance of Plant Life: Interesting Descriptions of the Strange and Curious in the Plant WorldElliot, G. F. Scott (George Francis Scott)
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The Romance of Plant Life: Interesting Descriptions of the Strange and Curious in the Plant World
Elliot, G. F. Scott (George Francis Scott)
Plants
What was Ancient Britain?--Marshes and
bittern--Oak forest--Pines--Savage
country--Cornfield--Fire--Ice--Forest--Worms--Paleolithic
family--The first farmers--Alfred the Great's first Government
agricultural leaflet--Dr. Johnson--Prince Charlie's time--Misery
of our forefathers--Oatmeal, milk, and cabbages--Patrick
Miller--Tennyson's _Northern Farmer_--Flourishing days of 1830
to 1870--Derelict farmhouses and abandoned crofts--Where have
the people gone?--Will they come back?
When the eyes of man first beheld Britain, what sort of country was
this of ours? It is very interesting to try to imagine what it was
like, but of course it is a very difficult task. Still it is worth
the attempt, for we ought to know something of what has been done by
our forefathers.
Where the great rivers Thames, Humber, Tyne, Forth, Clyde, Mersey,
and Severn, approached the seashore they lost themselves in
wildernesses of desolate, dreary fenlands. Here a small scrubby wood
of willow, birch, and alder; there a miles-wide stretch of reeds
and undrained marsh intersected by sluggish, lazy rivers, or varied
by stagnant pools. The bittern boomed in those marshes. Herons,
geese, swans, ducks, and aquatic birds of all sorts found what is
now Chelsea a paradise, only disturbed by the eagle, harrier-hawk,
vulture, and the like.
Neither at the mouth nor even much higher up in its valley-course,
was a river a steady stream in a defined bed. Such beds as it had
were probably four or five times their present width; they would be
quite irregular, meandering about, changing at every flood, full of
islands, loops, backwaters, and continually interrupted by snags of
trees.
The rolling hills of the lowlands would be an almost unbroken forest
of oak, except where perhaps level land and the absence of drainage
produced a marsh or horrible peat-moss. But when we say forest, we do
not mean a glorified Richmond Park.
In good soil there might indeed be tall and magnificent trees. But it
would be quite impossible to see them! The giants of the forest would
be concealed in an inextricable tangle of young trees, brushwood,
fallen logs, creepers, and undergrowth. Where the soil was sandy or
stony, it might be a scrub rather than a forest, of gnarled, twisted,
and stunted oaks, or possibly thickets of sloe, birch, rowan,
hawthorn, brambles, and briers.
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