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pact ; picked and marketed before any other good variety is matured. 

 The vine is a very vigorous grower, and very hardy." James Hall, 

 late Sheriff of Peterboro', writes to Mr. Stone: "My Delawares are 

 scarcely ripe now, Sept. 11th, and the Champions had from you were 

 ripe a fortnight ago." James Hoosac, residing near Cobourg, writes to 

 Mr. Stone, "The Champion grape vine I procured of you fruited five 

 full grown bunches, and were ripe on the first of September, two of 

 which were awarded the first prize for black grapes at tlie Cobourg 

 Horticultural E.xhibition." .We are also informed that Mr. L. W. 

 Decker, of Montreal, had firuited this Champion before 1877. and that 

 it was largely owing to the information received from Mr. Decker that 

 Mr. Menzies decided to plant it largely. Our readers are now in a 

 position to judge for themselves whether the Beaconsfield and this 

 Champion differ materially in their leading characteristics. 



It now remains for our correspondent to give the information Mdiich 

 would throw a flood of light on this subject — information which so far 

 has been entirely withheld, and which he can give if he chooses, by 

 telling the public from whom he procured the 2,500 vines planted 

 by Mr. Menzies in the spring of 1877, then called Champion, now 

 called Beaconsfield. If they were procured from Mr. Stone, we can 

 tell our readers that he has some of the same sort yet, which he M-ill 

 sell at fifteen dollars per hundred. 



HOETICULTUEAL JOTTINGS DURING A RECENT TRIP 



SOUTH. 



BY WM. SAUNDERS, LONDON, ONT. 



Journeying southward, New York was reached early on the 16th 

 day of November, when a visit long anticipated with pleasure was 

 resolved on, to the well-known establishment of Mr. George Such, at 

 South Amboy. About an hour's railway ride brought me to this quiet 

 little town, of some three or four thousand inhabitants, half way be- 

 tween New York and Long Branch. Mr. Such's place is about two 

 and a half miles from the town, in a barren looking district, reached 

 by a road cut through the woods. On arrival, the obliging foreman, 

 Mr. Taplin, very kindly conducted me through the houses. He has 

 an immense collection of rare things, very many of them never seen 



