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fpace of ground, meafuring twenty-nine paces. 

 But in general, all the trees of this fort are of 

 ftraggling ramification, and without any of that 

 elegant flreaming form, which we admire in 

 the weeping willow. I fhould rarely therefore 

 advife their ufe in painting ; except as pollards 

 to characterize a marmy country ; or to mark 

 in a fecond diftance, the winding banks of a 

 heavy, low-funk river, which could not other- 

 wife be noticed. Some willows indeed I have 

 thought beautiful, and fit to appear in the de- 

 coration of any rural fcene. The kind I have 

 moil admired, has a fmall narrow leaf, and 

 wears a pleafant, light, fea green tint ; which 

 mixes agreeably with foliage of a deeper hue. 

 I am not acquainted with the botanical name of 

 this fpecies, but I believe the botanifls call it 

 the fait x alba. 



The withy, or falix fragilts, is the moft in- 

 confiderable of it's tribe. Like others of it's 

 kindred, it will grow in any foil ; though it 

 loves a moift one. It is of little value in land- 

 fcape, and yet there is fomething beautiful in its 

 filver-coated catkins ; which, open, as the year 

 advances, into elegant hanging tufts -, and when 



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