... Close by these extensive gas works stands (in Failsworth) the Hollinwood Spinning Company. When a lad I used to gather blackberries on the gronnd where these places now are. What a Wonderful change has been wroneht hi this dialed within the last twenty ...

... were to see my dissolute condition, and that one animal amongst them had in his bit of a body a heart as big itself as a blackberry, I think he would be after lending me, for two or three hours, one of them purses that is as full of yellow gold as a beehive ...

... from the Graphic, is from a photograph by Messrs. Elliott and Fry, 55, Baker Street, London. Warix young ladies go out blackberrying they should be careful where they stand. A toung lady living not far from Mohawk went one day, and it so happened that ...

... manner, that I understood not its significance at first, nor, indeed, until years after. It happened that we were out blackberrying together until late in the afternoon, and we had fasted all the time. But I had partaken of a good breakfast previous ...

... nil liven the up. The monnnt talk o' deein. Th' doctor towd ml afoor I come, she answered, sadly. He said, I met see blackberry time, an' that would be o.' Jim pressed her to his breast convulsively, and if his tears mingled with here it was no shame ...

... the ladies of the Dorcas Society. But she had five kinds of cake, two of jelly, and three sorts of preserves, besides the blackberry shortcake, which could be classed under either head. And it was at this very meeting that somebody ventured to hint, darkly ...

... most picturesque description. Reaching high up, about ten feet from the road, the hedges presented profuse quantities of blackberries and hawthornherriesthe mingled black and red colours of thn two, varied by the green of the loaves and the tints of masses ...

... succeeded in satisfying myself upon correct letter to be used. Driving amidst charming scenery, hedges overstocked with blackberries, and orchards of apples and other fruit trees on either side of the road, we reached the high land which terminates at ...

... to enable her to dismount. The bishop, at the first curvet of his agitated garron, was flung sprawling into a tuft of blackberries, and his face and hands soon streamed with the mingled juice of the crushed fruit and his own blood, which the thorns profusely ...

... change. We drove past Raikes Hall Gardens, along apparently tmwheeled tracts of road with high fences, where the bloom of the blackberry told of a late season. These roads are evidently what we may call agricultural roads, leading from one farm to another, ...

... nowt nobbut th' safety o' my skin, as it isno' pleasant walkin' through th' Jones wi' a face that looks as if it war anlus blackberry time. I'd made up my mind, as we had to go to Ireland on our own hook,— why hook I dunno' know, but gentlefolk uaen th' ...

... lane that led from the farmyard to the pasture meadows, and was called the 'cow-gate,' or the cow lone.' These lanes at blackberry time were so many vineyards to US ; but rarely had we access to them except by clandestine means. The old weaver I have ...