COCOANUTS. THE HOG PLUM. THE SHADbo¢K. 1064 
huge, angry mountain wave hurls it, as if in anger, a seemingly 
useless thing, high upon the land, where, when the fingers of 
decay have sufficiently loosened the strings and hard envelopes 
which have so securely confined and guarded it, the enclosed 
life-germ sends down its little rootlets into the congenial soil, a 
vigorous stem pushes up into the air and the sunshine, as if, like 
a little Columbus, to learn what sort of a new world it has finally 
landed upon after its long sea voyage. From this little and un- 
promising beginning, on many an ocean isle, the invaluable and 
graceful cocoanut palm has multiplied and extended, and made 
it possible for man to live and flourish in comparative idleness, 
with few substantial wants that the cocoanut cannot abundantly 
supply. 
Upon Mr. Charles Burnside’s grounds we saw a “‘ hog plumb” 
tree with a plentiful supply of small, green fruit in clusters upon 
the branches—but not a leaf in sight. The juices are not in this 
instance perfected in the leaves for the growth of the fruit. 
The shaddock was there with its large glossy leaves, and per- 
fumed the air with its white blossoms. The misletoe had estab- 
lished itself upon its branches, and, as if lineally descended from 
the old Nassau pirates, flourished upon the rich sap it had done 
nothing to eliminate. Both the shaddock and the grape fruit 
belong with the orange, lime and lemon, to the citrus family. 
The former is sometimes over two fect, and the grape fruit over 
one foot in circumference. Almond trees, large and beautiful, 
were just leafing out. Mr. Burnside showed us also, the “‘ For- 
bidden Fruit” tree, and we would willingly have followed the 
example of Adam and Eve, and tested the quality of its sweet 
fruit, if we had had an opportunity to do so, even at the risk of 
being forever banished from the pleasant fruit garden where it 
was growing. 
Goy. Rawson states in his report, that ‘‘The soil and climate 
