68 A YEAR IN A LANCASHIRE GARDEN. 



seeded themselves all over the borders, and are for 

 ever appearing where I had fondly imagined they 

 had been utterly uprooted. A yellow Oxalis, too, 

 has turned into a nuisance, and spreads where it 

 was never wanted. Meanwhile the summer fruits 

 are over. The few Nectarines we had have been 

 gathered, and most of the Figs. The Apple-room 

 begins to fill with Keswick Codlings for cooking 

 purposes, and Franklin's Golden Pippin for dessert. 

 As yet none of our Pears are ripe. The Mulberry 

 tree in the orchard drops its fruit before it is 

 mature, but it is rather too much shaded with the 

 orchard trees, and, were it otherwise, there has 

 been but little sun to get to it. We use the 

 Mulberries, however, for tarts and for Mulberry ice, 

 which I can thoroughly recommend. The Toma- 

 tos are reddening in numbers along the garden 

 walls. We grow two sorts, Keye's Prolific and 

 the Orangefield Dwarf, and I hardly know which 

 is best. Formerly the Tomato was known as the 

 Pomum amoris, or Love-apple, and was apparently 

 grown only as a garden ornament, and not for use. 1 

 Cowley mentions it in his " Flora," with the Fox- 

 glove and the Canna. Gerarde says of it, "In 

 Spaine and those hot regions they use to eate the 



1 See Note III. on the " Solanum " tribe. 



