MY GARDEN WHAT FRUITS WERE CULTIVATED. 8l 



" No, sir ; I do not like blackberries, witk 

 their hard bitter core," said a city lady to me 

 very decidedly. She would hardly like a 

 winter pippin in October. But a Kittatinny 

 or a Lawton blackberry fully ripe will dis- 

 solve in one's mouth like so much syllabub ; 

 and to the majority it is the most wholesome 

 of fruits. 



In our latitude it is very uncertain, being like 

 many people who develop wonderfully under 

 encouraging warmth, but cannot endure cold- 

 ness. 



From the abundance and stockiness of the 

 branching canes you felicitate yourself on the 

 marvellous crop the following season ; but when 

 spring comes you may find them hard and dry 

 enough for pea-brush, requiring a double padded 

 buckskin glove to handle them. If they could 

 only be laid down, buried, and thus protected 



like the raspberry, I think it would pay in some 

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