THE
P[T[RITE. Vol. . IX .
MAY, 1886 .
No . 6o.
A YORKSHIREMAN'S VIEWS ABOUT YORKSHIRE. ORhSHIRE is a grand county ! It is the most noble portion of \7 the greatest country of the mightiest empire of the world . And it is about Yorkshire—lofty but happy theme—that I have to speak. Need I then ask for consideration if I should seem now and then to be betrayed into a vein of undue complacency or boastfulness ? For really we Yorkshiremen are in such a position that we can hardly help boasting : we are so conscious of merit that we think it a mark of modest candour not to conceal the truth . By the way I have often been puzzled to understand other people's way of talking about us ; nor could I ever quite make out how it is that those who are so unhappy as not to be " Yorkshire " seem hardly so much impressed with our superiority as one would expect . Is it their envy that keeps them so often dumb to our praise ? or can it be that they are in ignorance of things as they are ? In either case their opinion is equally valueless; so, although it is curious, we need not concern ourselves any more about it . Surely we are the best judges of our own affairs, and our judgment on this point is singularly unanimous. One of the traits that we most cultivate and affect is a certain bluntness that often does duty for honesty ; in fact it not only does just as well, it very often does much better . The contemptible Southron may cringe and fawn on the hand that feeds him, but we are quite above that, though not above taking what advantage we can in our own way ; there is a fine rough hearty independence of manner about us that speaks for itself and quite disarms suspicion, and which pays better than any amount of cringing . This bluntness is decidedly a great thing . I know of a person who calls it rudeness or boorishness, but that is because he is the sufferer : I meant that it was a grand thing for us . Besides, what would men have ? It can never be expected