The first to ripen was the "wee bit" Nutmeg, which came the 22d day of June as the harbinger of good things which kind Natnre had in store for us; and next the Early Anne - good, very good, because just at that time (the 10th of July) there was nothing better. But just eight days after, July the 18th, the Early Tillotson was here, fully sustaining its high reputation as an early peach, and two days after, July the 20th, the Early York was its competitor for the honor of being called the best; and before I could decide, the 25th of July brought Cole'* Marly Red, "with its blushing honors thick upon it," and it's really hard for that mouth which tasted all to say which was best; but if all were not best, "the last was not least" Then from the 25th to the last of July we had the Bellegarde, the Gross Mignonne, the Royal George, George the Fourth, Crawford's Early, and the Monterey. The four first were large and beautiful to behold, but watery and insipid to the last degree in flavor, hardly equal to a Dutch turnip; and though every tree was loaded to the ground, the curse and the fate of the fig tree should be theirs, if I did not happen to know better. Now, in 1851, all the three first bore fruit the first time, and better and more delicious fruit I never tasted during their season.

Then why was it so this year? Why, for six or eight weeks previous to July the 12th, the season had been "as dry as a chip" - neither rain nor dew enough to wet the gossamer as it floated lazily in the hot atmosphere; but from the 12th to the time of ripening, showers innumerable came pattering down both thick and fast - rain, rain, rain - until the poor peaches were drenched to the skin, and through the skin, and being fed on water alone, and having no sunshine to assist in elaborating their own rich saccharine juices, they "were compelled to submit to the force of circumstances" and turn turnip. Doubtless in a more auspicious season they will be, what they long have been, "very hard to beat" But the two latter were very good - Crawford's Early, perhaps, as good as it ever was. And here I will remark that there was not a single yellow peach in my collection that seemed at all affected by the wet season. The Yellow Alberge ripened next, the first week in August, and a more luscious peach I never tasted - full to overflowing with the richest saccharine juice, tender, sweet, and melting; it was exquisitely delicious, and had this been the fruit which mother Eve "gave also unto her husband," I should feel strongly inclined to excuse her upon the ground that having eaten of it herself she wanted every body else to have some, and rather than blame, would commend her generosity and benevolence.

Well, sir, having "run away with matters" in praising this peach, while I know the books have said so little for it, it would be well to mention that I may be mistaken as to identity; but I obtained it from the nursery of Messrs. J. & G. Lindley for the Yellow Alberge, and it answers to the description in Ellwangxr & Barry's catalogue. Be it what it may, it deserves all I have said of it, and more, if I could say it . It is the first year the trees have fruited with me, and "if it holds out as it has begun," I will travel fifty miles on foot to see and taste the peach that beats it From the 12th to the 20th of August the Old Mixon ripened, and the first peaches that ripened were very, very insipid indeed - owing, doubtless, to the wet season; but those that ripened from the 16th to the 20th were fully " worthy of its ancient renown." Then, too, on the 20th of August we have the Late Admirable, a very nice peach, and the same date we have Crawfords Late, "in fair round belly," " cutting a swell over every thing" in peachdom. I measured one this morning nine and a half inches in circumference.

The Pome de Pomponne is ripe here on the 20th, but neither so large or so good as the Crawfordt Late, The Blood Cling, the Catherine Cling, and the Heath Cling have yet to ripen with us, and judging from what I have seen, fruits ripen here just one month sooner than in the neighborhood of Rochester, N. Y.

Mr. Editor, I am unwilling to close this communication, already "unprofitably" long, without saying something of a grape lately found in this vicinity; and if you have an atom of patience left, I promise to be brief Bunches-medium, loose, composed of from eight to fifteen berries, round, very large, many of which will measure two and a half inches in circumference. Skin-thick, but not so thick as Scuppernong, pale red, blackish-red when fully ripe, covered with thick bloom. Flesh - pulpy, juicy, sweet, slightly musky, scent quite musky. It was found growing in this neighborhood in a poor washed place, that had not been in cultivation for many years, climbing over some stunted bushes, and probably if cultivated in a good soil would grow much larger. If any should suppose that I have been describing the grape that is familiary known in this section as the Muscadine, I can inform them that although resembling that grape somewhat in shape and flavor, it is not only distinct from it, but a different species of grape.

What we call the Muscadine is what Downing, Thomas, and others, call the Black Scuppernong, with smooth bark on the old wood, and leaves smooth on upper and under surfaces; while the grape which I have attempted to describe has rough, shaggy bark on the old vine, with larger leaves, differently shaped, upper surface dark green, under surface very downy or furred, of a beautiful color.

Well, some may ask, Suppose all this be so, what does it all amount to ? Why, just to this, and no more: in size it is one of the most splendid of grapes; it may prove a good wine grape - I can see no reason why it should not-it is well flavored, productive, and does not rot, and is of that species of vine which is easily propagated by cuttings. Ripe the middle of August RUSTICUS. - Tar River, Granville county, N. C.

I have carefully noted the instructions given from time to time in your journal as to the importance of mulching trees; and as I have a large orchard of young trees, I have tried several experiments with tan, chips, straw, spent logwood, etc. The result has satisfied me that nothing is more important in the cultivation of young trees than the protection of the roots by mulching. During the severe drouth of the past summer, all my young trees (with a few exceptions to be named) have thrived beyond my most sanguine expectations without being watered, which I attribute wholly to the fact that the roots were protected by a substantial mulching of turning-chips, tan, etc I had some ten or fifteen trees deeply mulched with spent logwood - say six to eight inches pressed down to three inches, in a circle of six feet diameter around young trees, which were the most valuable on my place. These trees I find have done nothing this year - -some of them have not grown an inch, and I am persuaded that over mulching, like over doctoring, is deadly, and as much to be deprecated and guarded against as intemperance in any other form.

If you accord with me, will you please inform your readers in your next number that moderate mulching of trees is good and beneficial, and will save a large proportion of new settings in the dryest season, but that four inches pressed down round a young tree will exclude the sun and air, on which the tree is as dependent as for water and nutriments, and will as surely kill the tree as fourth proof alcohol without water will the man. Luigl.

I send you some caterpillars, different to any thing I have ever seen until last year. They are very bad upon resinous plants - the Cedar and Arbor Vitae their favorites. But, for an experiment, I took about a dozen from a Cedar and laid them on the walk, and found they took possession of the first plants they came to, which happened to be Chrysanthemums. They travel with great facility, and take their house with them. Last year I saw but few of them, but this year they have come by hundreds and thousands. You will find a cocoon of last year among them. All that I have cut open are like the one I send you. My impression is that the caterpillars leave it when very small, and that there are many in one of these cocoons. It is the most destructive thing I have ever seen, and if it gets ahead is capable of destroying all the Pines and Cedars it comes to. I find they can be got rid of by picking them off and burning them. Robt. Meston.

An account of this insect will be found on another page. We are thankful for all information of this kind.