There is no need of describing 
cherries, as everybody knows them 
well. 
The birds are so fond of ripe 
cherries that we sometimes 
have difficulty in getting 
our share before the robins 
and thrushes have 
taken all. Birds 
frequently fly 
away with the 
cherries, eat the 
pulp, and drop the 
stone, which, of course, contains a seed, and this seed 
then often sprouts and grows into 
a cherry tree. We sometimes find 
good cherries growing in hedges 
and thickets, far from the orchard ; 
these have been planted there by 
the birds. 
The sweet cherry is not a native 
of this country, but was brought 
here from Europe. We have a 
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