STATE POMOLOGICAL SOCIETY. 12$ 



ride Grange has taken an immense amonnt of work upon itself. 

 I have felt almost ashamed that we have permitted such a thing. 

 And yet I am sure that in this effort, not of entertaining us, but 

 of bringing people together in this cause, you are going to be 

 more than paid for your trouble. I hope next year we may fall 

 into as good hands as we have this year. We shall be fortunate 

 indeed if we do. 



At the Provincial Exhibition some years ago I judged the 

 fruit. There were a lot of apples exhibited in barrels. It was 

 the duty of the judge to pass upon these and decide which bar- 

 rel of apples was the best. I looked them over very carefully 

 and made up my mind which barrel of Gravensteins I w'as going 

 to give first premium to and marked it. A little while after 

 that a gentleman along very pleasantly to me. He says, "I don't 

 want you to think I am a kicker, because I am not. I have come 

 to you now for information. I don't know who is going to 

 judge this exhibition of fruit next year, but I expect to be an 

 exhibitor and I want to know why this barrel is better than that 

 one. You have given this one the first prize, and this one the 

 second." Well, I told him I was very glad to tell him. A judge 

 can't always get out of scrapes as easy as I did. I said, we 

 will take this and compare it with that. One lot of apples is 

 just exactly as good as the other,— I wouldn't snap up a cent 

 for the difference. Well, now let us take the details. This 

 barrel over here is a little different, as you see, from that. The 

 conditions require the best barrel of apples packed for market. 

 This barrel that I gave the second premium to, when I opened 

 the fruit there were a lot of newspapers on top of it. I don't 

 know what the politics of those papers were, and I don't know 

 as it makes any difference, but this other barrel had a piece of 

 white paper on it. Now^, I said, the barrel with the white 

 paper looked a great deal neater to me, before I got to the fruit, 

 than the other did. This is the first thing. Then I began to 

 unfold some of the fruit. It was wrapped very carefully but it 

 was wrapped in pieces of old newspapers. The apples in the 

 other barrel were wrapped carefully with white, clean paper. I 

 said, the wrapping here is a great deal better and nicer than it 

 is there. Then, I said, there is another point. The barrel over 

 there looks more like a lime cask than it does like a decent apple 

 barrel in which to pack fruit. This one here is a finished 



