MY FARM OF EDGEWOOD 



want whatever. There are, indeed, particular 

 belts of land which seem to favor the apple, — 

 where, with only moderate cultivation, they 

 are free from leaf blight, — comparatively free 

 from insect depredators, and fruit with cer- 

 tainty. There are other regions, — and these, 

 so far as I have observed, warm soils inclining 

 to a sandy or gravelly loam, in which the apple 

 does not show vigor, except under extraor- 

 dinary attention, and in which the whole insect 

 tribe seems doubly pestiferous. 



The pear is by no means so capricious; it 

 will thrive in a heavy loam; it will thrive in 

 light sand; the borer does not attack its root; 

 the caterpillar moth does not fasten its eggs 

 (or very rarely) upon its twigs; the apple- 

 moth spares a large proportion of its fruit. 

 But even the pear, without care and cultiva- 

 tion, will disappoint ; and the farmer who neg- 

 lects any crop, will find, sooner or later, that 

 whatever is worth planting, is worth planting 

 well; whatever is worth cultivating, is worth 

 cultivating well ; and that nothing is worth 

 harvesting, that is not worth harvesting with 

 care. 



MY GARDEN 



I ENTER Upon my garden by a little, crazy, rus- 

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