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native wild mulberry of our limestone glades 

 and uplands, or the low rich banks of our valley 

 streams, than that of the cultivated varieties 

 whose ancestry were imported from some for- 

 eign land. But there are mulberries and mul- 

 berries. As among all kinds of wild fruits and 

 nuts, there are varieties or forms which far excel 

 all others. A Burbank, with the proper choos- 

 ing, propagating and cultivating, could doubt- 

 less, in a few years, induce some of the wild 

 forms which I have eaten in the past to reach 

 almost the size of a man's thumb. Whether he 

 could retain or improve upon the wild, rich 

 flavor, is another question. 



As the darkness grows apace, two odors are 

 wafted in on the rising breeze ; one that of rip- 

 ening maize, the other of pennyroyal. Each 

 brings up some scene in the days of old, when 

 time hung heavy on my hands and no shore 

 seemed in sight to a drifting human soul. Mil- 

 lions of human beings drift, but how few ever 

 reach any kind of a port, where life seems 

 bearable. A man to drift successfully, must 

 ever be an optimist, content with his lot, what- 



