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Success with Small Fruits. 



women and children, and occasionally a white man. As a rule, these 

 were better dressed, the white girls wearing sun-bonnets of portentous 

 size, whose cavernous depths would make a search for beauty on the part 

 of our artist a rather close and embarrassing scrutiny. The colored 

 women as often wore a man's hat as any other, and occasionally enlivened 

 the field with a red bandana. Over all the stooping, moving, oddly 

 appareled forms, a June-like sun was shining with summer warmth. 



"Nondescript Edibles." 



Beyond the field a branch of Tanner's Creek shimmered in the light, tall 

 pines sighed in the breeze on the right, and from the copse-wood at their 

 feet quails were calling, their mellow whistle blending with the notes of a 

 wild Methodist air. In the distance rose the spires of Norfolk, complet- 

 ing a picture whose interest and charm I have but faintly suggested. 



Several of the overseers are negroes, and we were hardly on the 



