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DISCUSSION OX THE REPORT. 



President Barriiird — What the committee have reported is true 

 in general in my neighborhood, except in regard to grapes and 

 Snyder bhtckberries. There is a ])rospect of a good cro]) of the 

 former, and the Snyder is hardier than the Lawton bhickberry. 



J. B. Lee — I liave been informed that in Wisconsin the Snyder 

 passed through last winter all right. 



Mr. Wright — My Kittatinny blackberries are all killed down 

 to the ground. 



Mr. Cunningham — Ap])les are in better condition for fruiting 

 than I have seen them for several years. 



Milo Barnard — I notice the English Golden Russet, which have 

 borne very little of late years, are blossoming this season. 



The chair called upon 0. W. Barnard, essayist, w^io arose, and 

 after a few interesting remarks, read the following poem: 



THE PEACE OF THE PRAIRIE. 



BY O. W. BARNARD. 



Out from the city's toil and strife. 



Away from its struffglinji masses tliere 

 He comes and brings his fair youns wife 

 To Ijreathe tlie i)eacefnl jtrairie air. 

 They quit tiie city's dust and din — 

 Its stilling air — its dens of sin ! 



Their home has been the city wide, 



Tliey've ever dwelt l)eneath its glare, 

 But here no longer they'll al)iile — 

 Yet both are young, and she is fair. 



They leave l)ehind its smoke and dust. 

 Its hollow heart— its dark distrust, 



And seek a place to build a home, 



AViiere laiigliinc breezes wander free; 

 Far from tiie city's haunts tliey roam. 

 Where tlow'rs are sniilnig o'er the lea. 

 Where Freedom's breath is on the air. 

 And landscapes green are fresh and fair. 



