... same dog-fox Ulysses is not proved worth a blackberry. Once more the blackberry is not without its folk-lore, and there is a popular superstition that the Devil always puts his cloven foot upon the blackberries on Michaelmas Day, and on this account it ...

... declines to explain till he hears that ,.II his brother nurserymen have made their fortunes. We are glad he has a good word for blackberry jam; with cream he pronounces it quite an exotic dish -the ne plu hs ultra, we suppose, of praise from a nurseryman. ...

... prove this-that Biblical olive grove ; and the mule-path, suggestive of hunts for wild flowers (or blackberries in season, for the ubiquitous blackberry grows here beside the caper and the pepper), and picnics up among the pine groves; and that olive mill ...

... mother-sheep, the feeding of the cattle, and the clover meadows. We are taken into the lane and examine the hedges, the blackberries, and the cottage, and we hear the song of the thrush ; into the woods in tender spring, in green summer, and golden autumn ...

... Then for varieties of white bloom, there is the white clover and the large white discs of the cow-parsnip, and the white blackberry blossoms, and the clusters of the elder, and the large, flat, snowy flowers of the wild Guelder rose, which is here called ...

... germinate in the poorest ground, then as successive growths of this weed decay and vegetable mould accumiulates, r spberry ind blackberry vines spring up from seeds brouglht by bilrds. Theru come the birches and mountain cherry trees, sheltered at first by the ...

... from the windmills to the sea, and from the Barons of the Cinque Ports to the hut of the poor labourer, with his basket of blackberries. His tomb was erected by the Committee of the Religious Tract Society. Here have come Archdeacon Hare and John Sterling ...

... that make at any rate the more tender-hearted class of readers inclined to feel sympathetically pitiful are as common as blackberries ought soon to be ; but a tale which makes us laugh, not at it, but with it, is a veritable treasure. He, or she, who can ...

... they are all on the wrong side, like Lady Crewe herself. Have you no cousins amongthe Whigs? Cousins I had, plenty as blackberries, but all were honest Tories. Stay, there was one; but I had never seen her. She was Mary Clavering, who made a great match ...

... In her haste she stumbled over roots of trees, she caught her foot in a rabbit-hole, she tore her skirt to ribbons in a blackberry bush-but all was no matter-nothing, nothing was any matter so long as she arrived in time. Already she heard the grunt of ...

... here and there by an atom of white, that shows us where the acrid wild plum will be found in the autumn, when doubtless blackberries will also abound about the low-growing bushes, that in their turn are also newly-dressed in emerald leaves. The soft white ...

... summer they have, in addition, grubs, beetles, and inwects. In autumn they have their share of the grain harvest, of the blackberries, which are then so plentiful in the hedgerows, and of the tender parts of the still-growing clover. In winter they manage ...