September 5. 
THE COTTAGE GARDENER. 
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properties, we have gone out on a cold, frosty night, after 
the wee short hour, when there was just enough of heat to 
keep the temperature a little above freezing within, and 
have heard the panes crack and chip in dismal chorus, 
when those under similar circumstances on a wood roof 
never made so much as a chip. In such houses, where no 
heat was applied, the matter was even worse, when wood 
roofs wholly escaped, where there were no large laps in the 
glass. Good, sound deal, say we, for all dimensions and 
kinds of glass roofing.—E. F.] 
UNPRODUCTIVE APRICOT. 
« I have a Moor-Park Apricot against a wall, south aspect, 
and greatly admired for its beauty and productiveness. I 
strictly follow the directions given by you in regard to pro¬ 
tecting in the spring, disbudding, &c. At the middle of 
June I stopped the young shoots that were not wanted for 
training in, and the second shoots are looking as though 
they had been dipped in a mixture of whiting; the leaves 
have just the appearance of a plant growing in a cellar with 
but a few rays of light admitted. There is an abundant 
crop of fruit now ripening, and the first leaves are very 
healthy and vigorous, and a good supply has been given of 
liquid-manure.— West Norfolk.” 
[Your Apricot’s case is common enough, if we quite com¬ 
prehend the affair. It is a case of mildew ; and had it been 
put to us when the secondary spray was first commencing 
growth, we should have said sulphur heavily. As it is, we say, 
prune off all the mildewed portions, leaving, however, every 
primary leaf of healthy character. This is advised on the 
assumption that the wood in question is simply what is 
called Midsummer growth.] 
HEATING A FRAME.—CUTTINGS. 
“ I have a frame twelve feet by five feet six inches, and I 
find that stable-manure is not able to keep up a proper 
temperature in winter to preserve half-hardy things. Please 
tell me how to obtain a healthy artificial heat. Some 
suggest a furnace at one end, with a common brick ten-inch 
flue passing through the centre of the pit. This is, I suppose, 
economical, but will it answer ? Your advice will much 
oblige myself and several friends. 
“ It may interest your readers, if unacquainted with the I 
plan, to know a mode I have practised, with complete success, i 
of striking cuttings of all kinds, except Roses, which I 
cannot manage, and which you promised, in reply to my 
application, to tell me. 
“ I make a common hotbed of stable-manure. In it I 
plunge large pots filled with sawdust; in holes in the saw¬ 
dust I insert small pots (00’s) full of cuttings of Verbenas, 
Petunias, &c., and cover with a large bell-glass, the rim 
being imbedded in the sawdust just inside the edge of the 
large pot. The moist heat is not impregnated with the 
noxious effluvia of the dung, and there is little trouble 
required in taking up the large pot and replunging it in 
fresh dung when the first begins to cool. 
“ Some time ago Mr. Beaton began ‘ Rudimentary Garden¬ 
ing,’ which was much liked. Is it to bo continued ? 
W. F. G.” 
[Dung-heat is dangerous at all times to preserve half- 
hardy plants in pots such as your’s; a small flue might do 
very well, if you can get one along the middle, or better if 
you pass it all round the sides, and making the wall of the 
pit one side of the flue, which might very easily be done; a 
bricklayer knows how to manage the covering of such a flue, 
he would splay or bevel the side of the covering tiles next 
the wall, and fit them that way; the fire-place ought to 
be at one corner behind, then the side of the flue, along the 
first end, ought to be a brick thick; after that, brick on 
edge; and the angles at the corners to be rounded; but a 
bricklayer knows all that, if you only tell him exactly what 
you want. 
You will see, in another column to-day, that your discovery 
in propagation with double pots has been in use for twenty 
years, and that all the great gardeners agree with you as to 
its superiority over every other mode ; you will also see that 
Mr. Beaton has returned to the subject of “ Rudimentary 
Gardening,” and we shall keep him at it for a long while. He 
is now on his own shifts, therefore his plans and experiments 
cannot fail of being useful to such as you; but it appears we 
were in error at page 408, in saying that lie “ arranged 
gardens, if remunerated,” as he says, he has not sufficient i 
time to attend to his own garden as he would like.] 
POULTRY. 
ROUP—WEIGHT OF PULLETS EGGS. 
“ I have this year reared a number of Cochins, healthily, 
and up to the last week nothing has ever ailed them. I now 
regret to discover that several of them are suffering from an 
affection of the head or throat, I hardly know which. They 
make a noise between a cough and a sneeze, jerking their 
heads at the same time, and which sounds something like 
the word 1 pink,’ or ‘ spink.’ I have noticed the same kind 
of complaint in fowls in cold, damp seasons, but it has gene¬ 
rally gone off after a time. Is it Roup, or what ? and what 
treatment will be most likely to check it? I do not perceive 
any discharge from the nostrils, but there seems to be con¬ 
siderable itching, the chicken every now and then giving 
their nostrils a hearty scratch with their claws. Their ap¬ 
petite is good, and I feed them principally upon Barley, 
Potatoes, and Sharps ; occasionally they get a bit of flesh 
meat, and I take care they have a supply of green stuff two 
or three times a week. They have the run of a largish 
sandy-bottomed yard, and their roosting-house is warm ; six 
feet by seven. I have entered three pens for the Malvern 
Show, and am anxious to keep them in good health. 
“ It may not be uninteresting to inform you that one of 
my pullets, which commenced laying at Christmas last, and 
was then five months old, laid me seventy-five eggs before 
she wanted to sit, many of them being double-yolked, and 
weighing nearly four ounces. 
“ Another pullet’s first egg was a double-yolked one, and 
weighed tbree-and a-half ounces; her eggs were always 
larger than her sister’s, but she did not lay above two-thirds 
in number before she became broody.— An Old Subscriber.” 
[The symptoms described are those, that, if allowed to 
run on, will terminate in Roup. There is no specific for this 
most troublesome complaint; but I have certainly seen more 
, benefit from dropping a few drops of a solution of ten grains 
j of blue vitriol to an ounce of water into the nostrils, after 
pressing out the discharge, than from any other remedies. 
Warm housing is necessary, and a little peppered food may 
1 be given.—W. B. Teoetmeier.] 
THE “GREEN MARKETS” OE LONDON. 
( Continued from page 408.) 
These porters, male and female, live in the courts and Har¬ 
row streets about Drury-lane. One court near Great AVyld- 
street is full of them, and few live at any distance from the 
market. The court I speak of is one of those which never 
seem to be dry. In the drought of summer, dirty water 
flows or stagnates in the gutter. Barefoot children run 
about the court, and babies are in the care of mere children, 
all dirty and scantily clad. To ask a question of one of 
these children, of the boys especially, is to draw forth the 
request, “ Give me a halfpenny.” The women, whom you 
see at the windows, or at the doors, never look young, 
unless in mere girlhood. Dirt and foul air, and probably 
spare diet, make them look so prematurely old, that it is 
difficult to guess whether one of them be 30 or 50. They 
live, I was told by one of them, principally on tea or coffee, 
bread and butter, and cheap fish. In conversing with some 
of them in the market, they begged importuningly, or rather 
those who gathered round any one singled out for conversa¬ 
tion, begged vociferously—“Will you give me nothing, sir?” 
There was not one I saw but had her string of complaints 
of the hardships of the times, ill or well founded, At the 
time of my visits to Covent-garden employment was slack, 
and certainly many of the poor women were very badly off. 
Some of these—perhaps a quarter, or not so many—are the 
wives of porters in the market. All the Irishwomen, I 
was assured by a gentleman familiar with, the neighbour¬ 
hood, and one by no means prejudiced in favour of its 
Irish inmates, were far more chaste in their conduct, and 
