1850. 
THE CULTIVATOR. 
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Peaches in Illinois. —Dr. Kennicott (19 miles 
from Chicago) says that fine varieties sell for $1.- 
50 to $2.50 at the orchard, and $3.50 to $4.00 taken 
to market. One man some 30 miles west of Chica¬ 
go, sold $2,000 worth of peaches in 1847 from one 
orchard. 
The trees bear young—sometimes the second year 
—often the third-—but usuallly die in 6 or 7 years. 
Grape Cuttings. —The Mich. Farmer stales that 
Elijah Buck, a successful cultivator, has met with 
uniform failure in raising grapes from cuttings in the 
usual way of placing them nearly perpendicular or 
obliquely in the soil, not one in ten thus treated ever 
showing signs of growth. A different mode was 
afterwards adopted, by placing the cutting horizon¬ 
tally just beneath the surface. Not one in fifty 
failed. 
Hardy Grapes in Maine. —Alex. Johnston, of 
Wiscasset, states in Hovey’s Magazine, that the 
Isabella is the only variety of American grapes that 
will succeed in that severe climate. Even that re¬ 
quires ample protection in winter. One vine, three 
and a-half inches in diameter at the ground, and 
which had borne finely, had been killed by leaving 
it exposed. The Catawba is unfitted for that re¬ 
gion. 
Transplanting Large Trees with Balls.— 
The same correspondent describes a mode of remo¬ 
ving large evergreen trees with frozen balls of 
earth, requiring far less labor than the usual way of 
cutting round them through the hard frozen ground. 
The ground at the roots is covered in winter a foot 
deep with evergreen boughs, which keep it from 
thawing so soon in the spring, as the surrounding 
earth. The tree is then easily removed, roots, frost 
and all. 
Apple Trees in Illinois. --The fertile soil, hot 
summers, and severe winters of a large portion of 
the western states, render the culture of some kinds 
of fruit more difficult than at the east. It appears 
to be well established that apple trees budded and 
grafted on strong, full sized, entire roots, are more 
hardy than those raised by root-grafting as com¬ 
monly practiced. Prof. Turner, of Illinois College, 
states in the Horticulturist, that 60 root-grafted 
trees, 100 grafted on full seedling roots, and 60 
budded near the ground, were transplanted under 
precisely similar circumstances in similar soil. In 
the following year, only six root-grafted trees were 
alive,* on the other hand, all the budded trees but 
six were living, as well as all the trees grafted on 
whole seedling roots. 
New Names to old Fruits. —The long time re¬ 
quired to prove the correctness of a fruit by coming 
into bearing, renders the public peculiarly liable to 
imposition from venders. Every year exposes some 
great humbug. For some years past, a grape has 
been sold very extensively, at a guinea a plant, un¬ 
der the name of Josling’s St. Albans. Robert 
Thompson, the greatest English pomologist, highly 
commended it. Josling is said to have obtained by 
its sale more than ten thousand dollars. It is now 
found to be an old sort, long known as the Chasse- 
las Musque, or Musk Chasselas. 
Winter Pears.— Hovey says, “our correspond¬ 
ent, Mr. Washburn, of Plymouth, informs us that he 
has just sold the last of his Easter Beurre pears, 
the produce of one dwarf tree. They brought him 
the handsome sum of twenty dollars; and less than 
a bushel of fruit. He finds no difficulty whatever in 
ripening the pears; his practice is to let the fruit 
hang on the tree as late as possible, even after two 
or three frosts, if they are not likely to be very se¬ 
vere. Each pear is wrapped in double papers, and 
kept at an even temperature in a cool room, until 
wanted for use; they are then brought into a warm¬ 
er temperature, where in the course of a fortnight 
they begin to change color, and soon become fit for 
cooking. In this way they may be ripened off in 
succession from the middle of December to the mid¬ 
dle of March.” 
Manure for Fruit Trees. —The Horticulturist 
recommends, as one of the best manures for fruit 
trees, &c., the following:—Pour brine, (old brine 
is as good as any) on fresh lime till slaked to a 
powder. Then make a heap of the fallen leaves of 
the trees, by sprinkling over every layer of leaves a 
portion of this compound of lime and salt, at the 
rate of four bushels to a cord of leaves. In a few 
weeks it will be ready for use. The proportion of 
salt to the lime is about as one to four. Grape 
leaves, thus treated, are recommended as best for 
grapes; peach leaves for peach trees, &c. 
Ripening of Apples at the South. —The fol¬ 
lowing statement of E. J. Capell, of Centreville, 
Miss., in the Horticulturist , shows the wide differ¬ 
ence between the periods of the ripening of apples 
in the northern states and at the south:— 
“ Early Harvest—1st of July.” 
“ Bevan—early summer.” 
“ Holland Pippin—July and August.” 
“ Maiden’s Blush—ripens in August.” 
“ Golden Russet—ripens in September.” 
The preceding appear to be well adapted to the 
soil and climate of the south. Here, the Early Har¬ 
vest and Bevan ripen late in summer—the Holland 
Pippin and Maiden’s Blush at mid-autumn—and the 
the Golden Russet is a good keeping winter apple. 
The Diana Grape. 
From the experience I have had with this new va¬ 
riety, I should judge it difficult to grow from cut¬ 
tings, as in several attempts I have not succeeded, 
and I have understood that others have met with si¬ 
milar failures. The wood is slender, which maybe 
the cause. S. H. Colton. Worcester, Mass, 2d 
mo., 1850. 
Farmer’s Song. 
EY W. L. EATON. 
‘ A rural life is the life for me,’ 
Away from the city’s strife, 
Where the breath of Heaven is pure and free, 
And nature’s full of life; 
Where the earth is clothed with a lovely green. 
The flowers smiling and fair, 
And the wisdom of God is distinctly seen, 
In all that flourishes there. 
We do not envy the man of trade, 
Whose life is with cares oppressed, 
Who only is happy as wealth is made, 
And not when others are blessed ; 
His life bound up in his merchandise, 
His heart absorbed in his gains, 
The beauty of earth shut out from his eyes, 
But not from his soul, its pains. 
We have nothing to do in Ambition’s ways, 
And do not envy the great, 
Puffed up by the hollow voice of praise, 
And perplexed with the cares of state ; 
Elated with hope or depressed with fear, 
They must run when the people call;— 
We are happier far in our humble sphere, 
Than they in the Nation’s hall 
The gifts of Heaven are freely bestowed, 
The harvest our labor crowns; 
No despots can reach our peaceful abode, 
We quail at no tyrant’s frowns. 
A rural home is the home we love, 
Away from the city’s strife, 
We bow to none but the God above— 
None know a happier life. 
