The Horticulturist and journal of rural art and rural taste . own with wildblackberries, our amateurs have introduced theLawton, Wilsons Early, and Kittaiinny on trial,besides the white blackberry, a beautiful horticul-tural paradox from South-Bend, Illinois, withtresses of fruit like netted pearls—very sweet butrather insipid. None of the exotics have as yetshown fruit to compare with the native stock. I have four varieties of the latter on trial in mygarden. One of these is so unique in torm that Isend a drawing of it. It grows in a secluded lo-cality, its canes of blood-purple color, rather
The Horticulturist and journal of rural art and rural taste . own with wildblackberries, our amateurs have introduced theLawton, Wilsons Early, and Kittaiinny on trial,besides the white blackberry, a beautiful horticul-tural paradox from South-Bend, Illinois, withtresses of fruit like netted pearls—very sweet butrather insipid. None of the exotics have as yetshown fruit to compare with the native stock. I have four varieties of the latter on trial in mygarden. One of these is so unique in torm that Isend a drawing of it. It grows in a secluded lo-cality, its canes of blood-purple color, rather slender, and of dwarf habit. The berry iscomposed of very small compact granules, and from its shape is generally mistaken for themulberry. It is, however, a true blackberry, sweet and well flavored, and has been chris-tened the Berkeley Blackberry. In November, 1866, an itinerant nursery agent sold me twenty grape-vines well rooted,carefully packed in moss, and neatly labeled, to wit, ten Delaware, three lona, three UnionVillage, two Diana, two The Serltelvy Jilachberry, 4=^ ^66 Ripening Winter ^ears. They all grew handsomely, and were trained on cedar posts about ten feet high with sidelimbs projecting—a very convenient and picturesque trellis. I had arranged the vines so asto show the black, red, and white fruit in pleasing contrast, and this spring was charmed tosee them all covered with bloom. In due time came the fruits, and I was puzzled to observethe close similarity of habit in all these well-defined varieties. I was still more astonished in September to see all my grapes turn black; but as thefruit was uniformly large, healthy, and well flavored, and my family and neighbors enjoy-ed the eating of about six bushels of the best Concords we ever tasted, I dont think therogue made much out of us, after all. Some notes on the shrubs, fruits, and flowers of our wild mountain nurseries, where everything may be had for the digging, I will reserve for a future c
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