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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



Oct. 15. 



from the train at New London and mounted 

 my trusty wheel. The roads were beautiful, 

 and it was one of the finest September days. 

 The seven miles to the home of Mr. Gault was 

 made in just 45 minutes. I found him out by 

 the gate, waiting for mo; and in a little time I 

 was among the raspberries in a little inclosure 

 by the side of his dooryard. From the looks of 

 the foliage I should call it a red raspberry, as 

 it grows, when allowed to have its own way. 



He got out and picked the berries, and the 

 next day went back with a spade and took up 

 that little spindling bush; and during these six 

 years he has been busy trying to propagate it. 

 For the first three years he made very slow 

 progress because the thing acted differently 

 from any ordinary raspberry; and the only 

 way he could get more plants was by dividing 

 the roots. Three years ago, however, he 

 "caught on." and has since then been multiply- 



GAUI-T S PEKPETXJAL, RASPBERRY. 



some three or four feet high. The canes bend 

 over, however, more like the black cap; and 

 many of them just then were bent clear to the 

 ground by the weight of these wonderful great 

 berries. About six years ago friend Gault, on 

 his way home from church, was startled by an 

 exclamation from one of his family. 



"Opa! just see those great raspberries down 

 there in the weeds, hanging on that little bit of 

 bush." 



ing them quite rapidly. In fact, at the present 

 time he lias something like 10.000 roots ready to 

 sell in the spring. He said he did not believe 

 in planting raspberries in the fall at all. After 

 I had sampled the berries, and satisfied myself 

 in looking over the large bearing ones, we ad- 

 iourned to a half acre near his dwelling, where 

 he has been raising plants. I took the trowel 

 out of his hands several times, in order to dig 

 down into the soil, and see if there was not a 



