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I found that I could buy these standard varieties in the vicinity; and
having made the lower part of the garden very rich, I procured, one
cloudy day, two hundred plants of each kind and set them in rows, six
feet apart, so that by a little watchfulness I could keep them
separate. I obtained my whole stock for five dollars; therefore,
counting our time and everything, the cost of entering on strawberry
culture was slight. A rainy night followed, and every plant started
vigorously.
In spite of occasional frosts and cold rains, the days grew longer and
warmer. The cherry, peach, plum, and pear buds were almost ready to
burst into bloom, but Mr. Jones shook his head over the orchard.
"This ain't apple year," he said. "Well, no matter. If you can make it
go this season, you will be sure of better luck next year."
He had come over to aid me in choosing a two-acre plot of ground for
corn and potatoes. This we marked out from the upper and eastern slope
of a large meadow. The grass was running out and growing weedy.
"It's time it was turned over," my neighbor remarked; "and by fall
it'll be in good condition for fruit."
I proposed to extend my fruit area gradually, with good reason, fearing
that much hired help would leave small profits.
That very afternoon Mr. Jones, with his sharp steel plow, began to turn
over clean, deep, even furrows; for we had selected the plot in view of
the fact that it was not stony, as was the case with other portions of
our little farm.
When at last the ground was plowed, he said: "I wouldn't harrow the
part meant for corn till you are ready to plant it, say about the tenth
of next month. We'd better get the pertater ground ready and the rows
furrowed out right off. Early plantin' is the best. How much will ye
give to 'em?"
"Half the plot," I said.
"Why, Mr. Durham, that's a big plantin' for pertaters."
"Well, I've a plan, and would like your opinion. If I put Early Rose
potatoes right in, when can I harvest them?"
"Say the last of July or early August, accordin' to the season."
"If we keep the ground clean and well worked the sod will then be
decayed, won't it?"
"Yes, nigh enough. Ye want to grow turnips or fodder corn, I s'pose?"
"No, I want to set out strawberries. I've read more about this fruit
than any other, and, if the books are right, I can set strong plants on
enriched ground early in August and get a good crop next June. Won't
this pay better than planting next spring and waiting over two years
from this time for a crop?"
"Of course it will, if you're right. I ain't up on strawberries."
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