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Davis. He is right though in advocating that we plant more 

 good varieties and raise the standard. 



Mr. Parker: I was up in the south-western part of South 

 Dakota this last fall selling some apples. I had some Ben 

 Davis, Winesap, Jonathan, etc. People did'nt want the Ben 

 Davis though. Thought they were about as good as pumpkins. 

 While I was up there in Dakota a couple of ladies came up to 

 me one day and asked what kind of apples I had! I named over 

 my varieties. "Well, we don't want any Ben Davis," they said, 

 "but we will take a couple of bushels of this kind," pointing to- 

 ward my big bright Ben Davis. I measured up the Ben Davis 

 for them and they went away satisfied. A few years ago peo- 

 ple bought up all the Ben Davis apples they could get, put them 

 in barrels that held about three and a half bushels, and then 

 sent them to Niagara Falls and put them in cold storage. They 

 repacked them, sent them to Texas and got five dollars per bar- 

 rel for them. Just common Ben Davis, you know. In making 

 up our list we use the Horticultural reports. Why do you ad- 

 vise people to plant Ben Davis apple trees? 



Mr. Von Forrel: I speak for one who lives west of here. 

 I went down town this fall to buy several bushels of apples, and 

 they were Ben Davis. I probably would not have bought the 

 Ben Davis for eating, but when we cooked the apples, I liked 

 the Ben Davis first rate. They can be used that way and kept 

 very nicely. We cannot raise all kinds of apples out west, but 

 the Ben Davis is hardy there. With us we want an apple that 

 stands our climatic conditions. There are many people out 

 there though who do not know the difference between the Ben 

 Davis and Winesap. They simply don't know the Ben Davis. 

 It reminds me of a trip through Mr. Marshall's orchard. A 

 gentlemen and Mr. Marshall and I were riding through 

 Marshall's orchard, looking at the trees. There were Ben Davis 

 there looking fine. This gentleman said "I would just as 

 soon eat a pumpkin as a Ben Davis." We put up a joke on him. 

 After a while we went down cellar to see the different varieties 

 of apples, and of course, there were some fine looking Ben 

 Davis. He took one of the Ben Davis which was called the 

 White Pippin, and ate it with a relish. He asked what kind it 

 was. "Oh, that is the White Pippin." That gentleman never 



