fevers. The choke-cherry is very beautiful to look at, but hurts the
throat, closing it up if many are eaten, and making it quite sore. The
huckleberry is a sweet, dark blue berry, that grows on a very delicate low
shrub, the blossoms are very pretty, pale pink or greenish white bells,
the fruit is very wholesome; it grows on light dry ground, on those parts
of the country that are called plains in Canada. The settlers' children go
out in parties, and gather great quantities, either to eat or dry for
winter use. These berries are a great blessing to every one, besides
forming abundant food for the broods of young quails and partridges;
squirrels, too, of every kind eat them. There are blackberries also, Lady
Mary; and some people call them thimbleberries."

"Nurse, I have heard mamma talk about blackberries."

"The Canadian blackberries are not so sweet, I am told, my lady, as those
at home, though they are very rich and nice tasted; neither do they grow
so high. Then there are high bush cranberries, and low bush cranberries.
The first grow on a tall bush, and the fruit has a fine appearance,
hanging in large bunches of light scarlet, among the dark green leaves;
but they are very, very sour, and take a great deal of sugar to sweeten
them. The low bush cranberries grow on a slender trailing plant; the
blossom is very pretty, and the fruit about the size of a common
gooseberry, of a dark purplish red, very smooth and shining; the seeds are
minute, and lie in the white pulp within the skin; this berry is not nice
till it is cooked with sugar. There is a large cranberry marsh somewhere
at the back of Kingston, where vast quantities grow. I heard a young
gentleman say that he passed over this tract when he was hunting, while
the snow was on the ground, and that the red juice of the dropped berries
dyed the snow crimson beneath his feet. The Indians go every year to a
small lake called Buckhorn Lake, many miles up the river Otonabee, in the