Snag In Old Ceylon Developed By Reginald John Farrer Distributed As Volume

from In Old Ceylon: Hull down, hull down, lies Lanka, sleeping island of the saints, But already for several days the air has been soft with its scented odour of sanctity, Faint breezes of perfume hover and linger round the ship as she dreams her way across the surface of a flawless opal sea.
And each night the calm dark sweetness of the tropics thrills yet more and more poignantly about us the tender warmth of the South lays its fingers on our heartstrings, and sets them

dancing to strange unaccustomed tunes.
Everything heralds the approach of fairyland of that beautiful dreamParadise which is the very kingdom of heaven on earth the land for ever consecrated to holy feet that never lighted there.
And so at last one rises, in the blazing morning, to the reality of sweltering Colombo,
Colombo, city of small account, has no place in the existence of Lanka, Reginald Farrar, suffered from a cleft palate and though undergoing various treatments, was never cured, making much of his speech unintelligible, his voice resembling a shallow screech, like wind through cracked metal.
As his condition prevented him from going to school, he spend a solitary childhood scrambling the Yorkshire cliffs, collecting the delicate alpines which grew there.
He soon learnt their names, and by the age ofhad published a report in a scientific journal, Eventually, he went to Oxford, hoping to become a novelist, but instead developed his love of botany, later writing books which almost single handedly brought gardening to the masses before, it had been the preserve of the rich.
Farrar only lived forReginald Farrar, suffered from a cleft palate and though undergoing various treatments, was never cured, making much of his speech unintelligible, his voice resembling 'a shallow screech, like wind through cracked metal'.
As his condition prevented him from going to school, he spend a solitary childhood scrambling the Yorkshire cliffs, collecting the delicate alpines which grew there.
He soon learnt their names, and by the age ofhad published a report in a scientific journal, Eventually, he went to Oxford, hoping to become a novelist, but instead developed his love of botany, later writing books which almost single handedly brought gardening to the masses before, it had been the preserve of the rich.
Farrar only lived foryears, yet in that time he introduced many new species garnered from plant expeditions to the Far East, and 'put a rockery in every backyard.
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