REPORT ON SMALL FRUITS. 231 



At about four o'clock in the morning- the teams begin to arrive at 

 the St. Paul inarket — many have been there all night — and by five 

 o'clock the market place is lined with wag^ons backed up to the 

 sidewalk. Each man has an allotted space, which is about the 

 width of his wagon, for which he pays sixty cents per week. The first 

 class of buyers are the hucksters, and these people are rather hard 

 to deal with. At about six o'clock the grocerymen begin to buy. 

 They do the biggest share of the buying- and are, as a rule, a 

 pleasant set of men to deal with. The shipper generally does his 

 buying early, and by eight o'clock the market is over for the day. 



REPORT ON SMALL FRUITS, 1896. 



C. ,B. CRANDALL, RED WING. 



Owing to the peculiar season, the crop of small fruit was very lim- 

 ited in this locality. , 



Some beds of strawberries were an entire failure, while others 

 yielded a small crop of unsalable berries, and again others bore as 

 fine fruit as one would wish to see. In no case did any yield more 

 than half a crop; I would put the average at a quarter. The kinds 

 doing best with us were the Wilson and Crescent. 



Raspberries were also shy — a quarter of a crop. The kinds doing 

 best were Turner and Philadelphia. They were grown on the high 

 prairie and on heavy clay soil. 



Blackberries were a small crop, the Ancient Briton doing best. 



The other crops suffered equally as much, very few being grown 

 for market. 



Pres. Underwood: Are there any questions you would like 

 to ask Mr. Crandall? 



Mr. C. L. Smith: Mr. Crandall should not run away so 

 quick; we want to pump him a little. Mr. Crandall said the 

 Wilson and the Crescent did the best with him. I want to ask 

 him what other varieties he had. 



Mr. Crandall: We fruited the Capt. Jack and the Warfield 

 in our fruiting beds. We had several other varieties that did 

 not have an equal chance with them and were not properly 

 fertilized. The Crescent did better than the Warfield. 



Mr. A. H. Brackett: Does the Capt. Jack do well with you? 



Mr. Crandall : No, it never did well with us. 



Mr. Smith: I believe your soil is clay. I think you men- 

 tioned in your report it was clay. 



Mr. Crandall: I was speaking of the raspberries. The soil 

 in which our strawberries are planted is a sandy loam. 



Judge L. R. Moyer: I would like to ask Mr. Crandall if the 

 Turner raspberry was troubled with the tree cricket? 



Mr. Crandall: There is no raspberry grown that is not 

 troubled with it. 



