ORIGmAL PAPERS. 



A CHAPTER OF REMINISCENCES. 

 By Calvin Chamberlain. 



As the time of the winter meetinoj of the Pomological Society ap- 

 proaches, we who cannot be with you physically can very properly 

 extend to you the assurance of being with you in spirit. I fear Pis- 

 cataquis will not be represented at your meeting in any other wa}'. 

 AVhile 3'ou are preparing for that event, I have nothing to send through 

 you that now presents a special claim, — perhaps nothing that might 

 not as well or better be omitted. But I am rather in(;lined to send 

 3"ou a box of apples if I can seasonably see a favorable break in this 

 Arctic weather. I have ever hesitated long before deciding to call 

 general attention to a new variety* of fruit, as we are always heavil}' 

 loaded with such claims. 



I have a fair apple of medium size, green in color, a native in an 

 orchard in this town, that I helped my father set, beginning about 

 the year 1820, and adding thereto in the few succeeding years. My 

 attention was first directed to this apple bj' the circumstance that a 

 business man at Milo came to me at harvest-time in several succes- 

 sive years for a load of apples. After he had become acquainted with 

 the orchard, at each visit he looked first at a particular tree, and if 

 it had produced, his load was largel}' made up from that. From this 

 hint I put some in the cellar for winter trial. About that time, ray 

 wife was transplanted from the county of Worcester to Piscataquis ; 

 and one of the small comforts that helped to make the removal tol- 

 erable was the finding this apple better suited to her taste than any 

 she had before met. The children of our relatives and neighbors 

 soon introduced a household phrase — "Aunt Mary's tree," "Aunt 

 Mary's apple." I speak of what was passing forty years ago. 

 Since then, I have many times presented a dish of apples mixed — 



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