... To make blackberry syrup, to each pint of juice allow llb. off sugar, 'oz. powdered cinnamon, }oz. of mace, and a teaspoonful of pounded cloves boil for 15 minutes, strain, and for each pint of syrup add a wineglassful of brandy. Blackberry vinegar is ...

... was in Surrey and this within an hour's walk northward of Canonbury. The ground was undulating, clad with ferns, ragged blackberry bushes and holly tree:, and there were troden pat hs, crossing it here and there. the very paths, so it seemed, that he ...

... of the case is as bad as the alarmists would have us believe, and that ill-balanced minds are becoming as plentiful as blackberries, it by no means follows that there is any great cause fin- fearfor the sort of fear, at least, that the thought of unrestrained ...

... mentioned that there was a free-and-easy law in his district by which boys were allowed to help themselves to bits of holly, blackberries and the like out of doors.—The Magistrates accepted Mr. Wannop's description of what had °calmed, and dismissed the boys ...

... beyond hls limits, lie (Mr. Hutchinson) knew that for over 30 years the ditch had been open to the public, rat-hunting and blackberry gathering having taken place on the land for very many years. In some places wide strips bad been taken in, and he suggested ...

... part of the fixtures of the sacred edifice, like pews and pulpit, seemed to strike as new. Well, they're as plentiful as blackberries with us, said Dolly disrespectfully. It's the dread of my life that my father will be made one, sooner or later, which ...

... down and all over and say : ' Now, then, Samuel, if you've made • fule o' yenelf long nuff cum in here and git a piece o' blackberry pie and a glass o' milk and then 'tend to them hogs and calves and corn and 'tater*, and ask the Lord to forgive you fur ...

... hair standing up on his back ; his eyes were protruding from their sockets; he seemed to be gazing into a thick clump of blackberry bushes, and uttering low, ferocious growls. The cause of his agitation was a mystery, for the rustling had ceased. I went ...