... simple story. To this song of Hiawatha. Ladies, —ye who love to ramble Through the green lanes of the country. Searching for blackberry hushes, In the golden month of August, All to make a pie or padding. Cease your labors, —pause and ponder, Stop your petticoats ...

... with their straggling beauty, shrouded the grassy borders of the pastures j with catkined hazels, and tossed their long blackberry branches on the com fields. Perhaps they were white with May, or starred with pale pink dog-roses ; perhaps the urchins ...

... cover with a fresh cloth, and loop turning it daily till ripe enough for ie. 2. Give a good receipt for making blackberry jam. --Make blackberry jam as yon would any other jam, boiling the fruit, after being cleanly picked, with an equal weight of sugar ...

... general survey of the killed and wounded. Mike himself was good deal eat with the Indian's knife; but he called his wounds blackberry scratches. One Mike’s associates was eeverely hurt; the rest escaped comparatively harmless. The sacrifice was made at the ...