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becomes injurious to the foliage. The difficulty is avoided, however, by adding 

 Paris green after the mixture has been fully diluted with water. 



Ammoniacal copper carbonate and dilute Bordeaux mixture are spoken of 

 as the leading fungicides for apple and pear scab and grape mildew. The spores 

 of the mildew remains over winter on the dead leaves and on the bud scales of 

 the young twigs of the trees and on the fruit, in fact, on any resting place. They 

 are easily distributed by the wind, and other agencies, after the growth begins 

 in the spring. This explains why it is im[)ortant to apply a strong copper 

 mixture to the trees and vines of our orchards before the foliage appears in the 

 spring. 



McMahon's White apple is very highly spoken of as a very hardy and 

 profitable variety. In Milwaukee it brings the highest price of any apple of its 

 season. It is an early winter apple. 



Some experiments with potassium sulphide for gooseberry mildew, in the 

 proportion of an ounce to three gallons of water, was successful. The spraying 

 was repeated frequently, about once a week, until the fruit was formed. Even 

 the English gooseberries were kept free from mildew by this method. The 

 result of this experiment is of great importance to us, for, hitherto, the only 

 reason why Canadians have not succeeded with the fine English gooseberries 

 has been the exceedingly destructive fungus, the gooseberry mildew, which 

 attacks those varieties with great severity. 



Mr. Craig's evidence occupies 27 pages, and contains much else that is of 

 interest. 



The Brook. — While the whole literary world mourns the loss of Lord 

 Tennyson, England's poet laureate, it will not be out of place for us to note that 

 he was an appreciative observer of country life, its flower gardens and lawns and 

 forests. How beautifully he gives expression to his love of such scenes in this 

 delightful poem, the rhythm of which is as musical as the rippling brook itself: 



I chatter over stony ways 

 In little sharps and trebles ; 



I bubble into eddying bays, 

 I babble on the pebbles. 



With many a curve my banks I fret 

 By many a field and fallow. 



And many a fairy for land set 

 With willow-weed and mallow. 



I chatter, chatter, as I flow 

 To join the brimming river. 



For men may come and men may go. 

 But I go on forever. 



