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GARDEN CLUBS IN SCHOOLS OF ENGLEWOOD, N. 



once ;i large lake, but the trees and shrubs sucked the water out and it formed a 

 swamp. The farmers came and girdled the trees and dug up the soil, which 

 was very black. The soil, which is called muck, is so rich that only vegetables 

 that need a good soil can be raised there. When we came to the place we saw 

 long rows of celery in a rich, black soil. Some of the rows had boards along- 

 side of them. These boards were to keep the sun from the plants and make the 

 stems white. The rows were about a yard and a half apart. In the middle 

 of each row was a row of smaller plants, so when the larger ones were gone 

 these would take their places. We came to a place where corn was growing 

 among peach trees. This is called intercropping. When the trees get larger 

 the farmer will have to stop planting stuff there. We saw tomatoes and po- 

 tatoes growing among apple trees. 



We went up a tall hill and saw for miles around farms and farms. 



Our next stop was at a chicken farm. We did not see many chickens be- 

 cause they were in the fields. The farm had an incubator that contained more 



A GOOD GARDEN RAISED ABOVE THE LqW GROUND TO THE LEFT, TO AVOID 



FLOODING. NINE YEARS OLD. 



than a hundred cells and 4S eggs in each cell. The incubator contains 7.800 

 eggs. When the young chickens are old enough they are put in small coops. In 

 the center of every coop is a round cover with small pieces of cloth hanging 

 down. This is u.sed as a mother. 



We left this farm and rode around. Then we went to a duck farm. We 

 went into the house where they make tlie food for the ducks. This is done 

 by machinery. The farm held 18,000 duclvs. Tlie coops held ducks of differ- 

 ent sizes. All you could hear was " Quack." The incubator room was so hot 

 that we had to run out. Mr. Smith took our f)icture watching the ducks. 



From here we went home. On our way we passed the Tenafly School gar- 

 dens and the Cleveland School gardens. At the end of the trip we found that 

 we had gone 30 miles in three and one-half hours. 



I forgot to tell you about the pole-bean farm we saw by the schoolhouse. 

 In whatever direction you looked was a straight line of poles. 



It can plainly be seen that the essay is not a lesson in composition, 

 although it might well be made so. Some confusion is evident. For 



