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Mr. Rivers says, that in England " the million seem to buy- 

 pears in the autumn only ;" this is undoubtedly true, for in 

 that climate there is little other good fruit to be had, even at 

 thai season, only at prices at which the million cannot buy. 

 But supply Covent Garden Market with peaches at 50 cents 

 per bushel, Porter and Fall Pippin apples at the same price ; 

 Isabella grapes at three cents per pound, and melons at six 

 cents each, and we fancy autum,n pears would pay full as 

 small a profit as winter ones. 



In this country, therefore, we are not to be guided wholly 

 by the experience of English cultivators ; our fine climate 

 brings to perfection all the fruits of temperate regions, and 

 an abundance of fine peaches, delicious grapes, and other 

 fruits are supplied throughout the autumn. It should be the 

 effort, therefore, with American cultivators, to produce those 

 fruits which will fnrnish a supply during our long winters, 

 and for this purpose none have a greater claim for the prefer- 

 ence, than such pears as the D'Aremberg, Glout Morceau, 

 Winter Nelis, Monarch, Beurre Ranee, Easter Beurre, &c. 



The Winter Harvey Apple. — A fine variety under this 

 name, has been brought into Boston market for several years, 

 from Maine, and they have always commanded a liberal price, 

 both from their fairness and excellence. A few years ago, 

 Mr. W. Kenrick sent some of the apples, which he received 

 from Maine, for exhibition before the Massachusetts Horti- 

 cultural Society, and he also gave us one of the specimens. 

 We found it to be a fine fruit ; and we should have given a 

 description and figure of it before this, only that we have been 

 waiting to ascertain if it was a new and distinct variety. 

 Since a communication has been opened by Railroad to Ver- 

 mont, the facilities of travel have brought many of the in- 

 telligent cultivators of that fine country to the city, and great 

 quantities of produce have been forwarded, including large 

 quantities of apples, of which the stock has been so limited 

 in this neighborhood. Among them we have been surprised 

 to find many barrels of the same kind we had from Maine, 

 and called, in Vermont, the Winter Pippin. One gentleman 

 informs us he had twenty bushels from one tree. The apple 



