In the Garden I am anxiously watching the graftings on
the old winter pear, for the heavy weather has washed away most of the clay with which they wets affianced to the old wood. No sign of life yet.
When Thomas Cromwell, in the sixteenth century, gave warning that he intended to seize the riches of Canterbury Cathedral, the trembling Prior sent him, as a sop to Cerberus, a case of apples, with the note that they were "Penne Riall. good to drink wine with." I wonder if that can be an old name for the russet ? Readers may have heard of this And, speaking of wine, I visited a friend at Molash this week, and his wife gave me a .tumbler of her elderberry wine that I could hardl) distinguish from a Chateauneuf, or one of those fuller wines from the Roussillon.
Many of my May Queen seed potatoes having gone mouldy before planting, I mentioned this in a letter to my seedsman. By return came a consignment of another early brand. How characteristic is this gesture of these people. Soinething of the First Garden still clings to the character of seedsmen all the world over. RIC:HARD CHURCH.
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