A Quest of Fall Berries 



tered scarlet berries, a favorite fruit of the 

 ruffed grouse and bob-white, as its name 

 implies. I added a string of partridge ber- 

 ries to my collection, and picked a few to 

 eat, chiefly tempted by the looks of the 

 berry, for it is dry and insipid enough, com- 

 pared with its pungent cousin, the winter- 

 green berry. The absence of moisture in the 

 partridge-berry makes it a good "keeper," 

 and it is worth noting that not infrequently 

 the berries of one season will be found 

 mingled with those of the previous season 

 that have kept their color and soundness all 

 through the twelvemonth. 



There is nothing more beautiful in the 

 dark, deep woods than a clear, pure, ivory- 

 white berry, like the creeping snowberry. 

 I found an abundance of these shy creepers 

 in a swampy spot overshadowed by tama- 

 racks. The snowberry is not a common 

 plant, because it requires certain conditions 

 of soil, shade, moisture, etc., that are not 

 often found in combination. But where it 

 does grow it grows plentifully, and in the 

 autumn scatters its ivory berries over the 

 ground like little snowballs. Very pleasing 

 to the palate, also, are these pretty berries, 

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