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Mr. Hale. Well, I have learned some things, but I don't 

 know as there is any real remedy except to pick and burn 

 ewevy poor specimen, — everything that drops from the tree. 

 In this way you will get rid of the breeding of it to some 

 extent, but there is no remedy found yet to fight it scientifi- 

 cally. 



Prof. Wm. p. Brooks (of Amherst). I haven't a ques- 

 tion, but I want to say a little something in the way of em- 

 phasis ; perhaps it is rather presumptuous to do so, because 

 Mr. Hale seems amply capable to defend his convictions. 

 We have heard lots of words of wisdom from him, but to my 

 mind none better worth remembering than the statement that 

 no- man should go into a thing with the hope of succeeding, 

 unless he loves it. That reminded me of a bit of experience. 

 A number of years ago I went up to northern Worcester 

 County to lecture at a farmers' institute. After a long 

 sleighride on a very cold day, I arrived just at noon, and 

 drew up to one of these little Florentine stoves which they 

 have in country houses. I hadn't begun to thaw out, when 

 a gentleman standing there began to talk about raspberries ; 

 wanted to know if we raised any raspberries in Amherst. I 

 said yes, a few. Then he wanted to know if we found any- 

 thing new. I had to confess — I am a modest man — that 

 I didn't know as we had. He said if we had, he would like 

 to come down. He lived in New Hampshire. Here endeth 

 the first chapter. 



About two 3^ears ago I was invited to go to southern New 

 Hampshire to lecture. The railroad accommodations not 

 being good, I arrived shortly before noon. I was to lecture 

 in the evening, and so had the afternoon on my hands. I 

 am rather active, and thought I would go out and see what 

 I could see of the country. I took a long walk, and came 

 back just before supper; On the way back, crossing various 

 by-ways and fields, I came out by a church and then on down 

 throuo:h the main street of the town. It was some time in 

 the spring, — possibly that was what attracted my attention, 

 for there was a single peach tree in bloom in a yard, and I 

 noted it Avas an attractivc-looldng place. I went on down to 

 the hotel, got my suppe^r and made a few changes in my toi- 

 let before starting to the hall. In the midst of them a boy 



