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Mr. Hazelett: Is there gravel under the soil? 



Mr. Zion: I think not. 



Mr. Hazelett: I have befen raising Wolf River apples near Greencastle, 

 this state, and they seemed to be very nice— they were very prolific — out 

 1 could not sell them. I had a hundred bushels or more that v^ent to 

 waste. They did this simply for want of a market. I could not sell 

 them for half as much as- 1 could the Yellow Transparent. I could not 

 find Mr. Zion's market at all. 



Mr. Hobbs: I would like to ask if your Wolf Rivers looked like Mr. 

 Zion's. 



Mr. Hazelett: Yes, sir. They were fine looking apples, but somehow 

 or another I could not sell them. 



Mr. Zion: Why did you let them go to waste? Why didn't you put 

 them in cold storage? 



Mr. Hazelett: I could not sell them out, and I was almost afraid to 

 put them in. 



Mr. Zion: That is what I do, for this apple comes when there is so 

 much other fruit that I put it in cold storage and save it. It is too bad 

 that you let them go to waste. I shouldn't have done it. Did you gather 

 them at the proper time? 



Mr. Hazelett: I think I did. As long as there were Wealthy apples 

 I could not do a thing witn the Wolf River. I had fifteen or twenty 

 different varieties that would sell better than the Wolf Rivers. 



A Woman: They are considered a good cooking apple but not a good 

 eating apple. , 



Mr. Zion: I have always found the Wolf River a beautiful looking 

 apple, and usually has a good flavor. There are exceptions. I might tell 

 you that there were different notions about this. I sold a large amount 

 of apples to the president of a paper company. He saw my apples at 

 the State Fair and ordered ten barrels. I stated to him that the Wolf 

 River was a fine cooking apple, but was not very good for eating. Not 

 long after I delivered the apples to this gentleman I met him on the 

 street, and lie said, "Didn't you tell me the Wolf River was not a good 

 eating apple?" I told him I believed I did. "Well." he said, "we think 

 it is one of the best we have." Now that was his opinion. It is getting 

 to be the fashion in the hotels nowadays to serve baked apples in quar- 

 ters, and the Wolf River fills the bill exactly. Of course there are different 

 notions about this apple. If you will give it a fair test it will not disap- 

 point you I am sure. I think it is a nice, mellow, good eating apple. 



