On Kentish Chalk: A Farming Family of the North Downs

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David Gore, 2006 - 108 pages
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John Gore, son of Thomas Gore (1716-1780) and Ann Court, was born in 1748. He married Martha Rogers in 1775 in Badlesmere, Kent, England. They had twelve children. He died in 1825.

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An excellent family biography. It is really a history of out times as experienced by the various branches of this old Kentish family, whose stories have been drawn together here in a masterly way. Lavish illustrations including some delightful watercolours of the Kent countryside by Rowland Hilder. 

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A colourfully illustrated family history which well describes the times through which the various members of the Gores of Kent lived. From the tribulations of farming on the North Downs, they increasingly found their fortune in foreign lands – Australia, USA, Canada and India. The wars of the 20th century, evocatively portrayed by the author (a retired soldier), caused the various branches of the family to lose touch with their Kentish homeland. The book is a celebration of their recent reunion. 

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Page 77 - From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the Continent. Behind that line lie all the capitals of the ancient states of Central and Eastern Europe.
Page 59 - Good morning; good morning!" the General said When we met him last week on our way to the line. Now the soldiers he smiled at are most of 'em dead, And we're cursing his staff for incompetent swine. "He's a cheery old card," grunted Harry to Jack As they slogged up- to Arras with rifle and pack.
Page 67 - I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: "Give me a light, that I may tread safely into the unknown!" And he replied: "Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.
Page 54 - Here dead lie we because we did not choose To live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; But young men think it is, and we were young.
Page 59 - He's a cheery old card,' grunted Harry to Jack As they slogged up to Arras with rifle and pack. But he did for them both by his plan of attack.
Page 24 - The Farmer will never be happy again ; He carries his heart in his boots ; For either the rain is destroying his grain Or the drought is destroying his roots.
Page 33 - ... some few of which they kill, they destroy numbers of hares, pheasants, partridges, and in short whatever comes in their way, breaking down the hedges, and doing much other mischief, and in the evening betaking themselves to the alehouses, finish their career there, as is usual with such sort of gentry.
Page 46 - The cow is of the bovine ilk; One end is moo, the other, milk.
Page 25 - ... carry more stock and maintain it without falling off during the winter months. For the light sands of Norfolk turnips possessed a special value. Roots, fed on the ground by sheep, fertilised and consolidated the poorest soil. Another portion of the crop, drawn off and stored for winter keep, helped the farmer to keep more stock, to obtain more manure, to enrich the land, to increase its yield, to verify the truth of the proverb " A full bullock-yard and a full fold make a full granary.
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