211 became civilized and built houses, and had hearths, that the crickets found homes and shrilled night and day their song of thanksgiving. And I—if I have written any hymns that will live —they are my cricket song; I have found my home and love it, in Ecclesia Anglicana. During the winter there had been bad times in Devonshire with the farmers. Some could not pay their rent and threw up their farms ; the rest had to have their rents considerably reduced ; and after a rent has been lowered, and better times recur, it is no easy matter to put them up again. In fact, it is practically impossible so to do, if the same tenant continues on upon the land. Matters looked so serious that we were compelled to return to England, and we left Bayonne on May 19, 1851. )
