I am at hopeless war with the manure cart champions in connection with this vegetable. They would not eat an oyster if they knew that the succulent bivalve came from a bed within a hundred miles of a town drain, but they will eat Celery out of a trench which they themselves have packed with dung and drenched with sewage! Visions of typhoid fever appal them in the first case, but have no terrors at all in the second. It is all very odd to me. Now, Celery happens to be a crop which I grow in quantities quite out of proportion to the amount in the average garden, largely because in my household it is esteemed as a cooked vegetable; but even cooked I cannot appreciate dung-grown Celery. It is rank and coarse, to my taste, and entirely lacks the tender sweetness of artificial-led produce. As to eating Celery raw that has come out of a richly manured trench, and, highly fed with sewage, has grown to huge and bloated proportions - faugh! I want very badly to fight the hoary and antiquated belief that respectable Celery cannot be grown without loads upon loads of dung. It can, it has been, it will be again. I grant that Celery, from its nature and its extremely fibrous root action, revels in manure, especially of a liquid nature. I agree that the finest-looking produce is got from the deep, dung-lined trench, into which, through a hose, the industrious grower can pour black sewage from his drainage tank. I know it well, because I have seen it all done, and watched that self-same grower receive his prize afterwards. But I do most emphatically deny that good Celery can only be grown in that way. I have never won a prize with Celery (I could not very well, because I have never shown it), but in a soil much too dry to suit the plants naturally I have grown stuff that would, I think, be regarded as satisfactory in respect to size, and as beyond all comparison from the dung-grown stuff as to flavour. There is the true Kentish Filbert taste about it - none of your out-of-season, mouldy Brazils. If you get your Celery along early (more about this later) and, in the absence of rains, can give a good soaking occasionally, never fear but that creditable Celery can be produced with nothing more elaborate than steamed bone flour and nitrate of soda in equal parts, one handful to each yard of trench.