We have rarely seen bo great a display of fruit blossoms as during the past month. Apples, pears, and cherries, promise most abundantly. We had, at some points around Philadelphia, a hail-storm, of a lew minutes' duration, on the 15th, but it did little or no damage. As a general rule, though the ground has been wet for the farmer, April has been a propitious month for the gardener, whose labor, postponed to a later period than usual, is likely to be largely rewarded. Strawberries are rapidly approaching perfection in this latitude, and we hope to report on a favorable crop.

The Cotton Planter says of the Herbemont Wine: "Our friend, Dr. Boling, of this city, presented us, the other day, with a bottle of his Herbemont Wine, of the vintage of last year. To our agreeable surprise, we found it fully equal to the very best bland Madeira - a perfectly delightful table wine, soft and velvety; the color, a most beautiful amber, with all the aroma of the luscious, highly flavored Herbemont. This grape is one of flattering promise here, for a very superior article of table wine. We hope Dr. Boling will have some of this wine on exhibition at our next State Fair; If bo, look out! ye Catawba amateurs!"

Dr. Lindley appears not to have liked the article from the London Illustrated News, which we copied for what it was worth in onr April number. He thus scolds the cheats and the cheated in the Gardeners' Chronicle, for what might sometimes apply to our own home regions: -

"People love to be cheated. There is no doubt about it. Lies are charming; and the greater their dimensions, the more easily are they swallowed. The wonderful, although impossible, carries with it a fascination which nothing can resist. John Bull, under the eye of a mountebank, especially if he comes from a far land, is like a bird under the gaze of a serpent, with this difference, that the bird jumps down the reptile's throat, while the mountebank jumps into Mr. John's pocket. This is a national peculiarity, manifested everywhere, as showmen, quack doctors, patent medicine venders, manure makers, miracle mongers, fortune tellers, political conjurors, joint stock company promoters, and every other sort and form of humbug, know to their profit.

" Such being part and parcel of the constitution of our worthy fellow-countrymen, and, the disease in question being absolutely chronic, as the learned would say, it seems useless to put men on their guard against the swindlers who swarm in all directions; as alas! we know it to be. So far, indeed, is naming these gentry from teaching people what to avoid, that they only rush to them the more. Nowhere is this more conspicuous than in the gardening world. The very man who grumbles at paying an honest tradesman a shilling for a red moss rose, will gratefully deposit his two guineas in the palm of the knave who professes to sell him a yellow one. In short, it is only necessary to hire a shop in some London thoroughfare, and circulate handbills, informing the gaping public that the celebrated foreign naturalist and traveller, Herr Chetallsky, has just arrived from remotest parts of the great Tartarian desert, that fertile country never trodden by the foot of man. To the announcement should be added a list of the invaluable natural products brought by Herr Chetallsky, and offered to the public at from one to five guineas each.

The list will of course include apples weighing six pounds each; pears as large as your head; strawberries weighing a couple of pounds, and growing on trees whose branches weep beneath the burden - a great convenience to invalids who cannot stoop; cherries bearing ripe fruit every month in the year; asparagus, such as is served up at the table of the Great Mogul, having the valuable property of growing two feet in a day, and requiring neither water nor manure; roses of surprising size, blue striped with yellow, black barred with crimson; tulips the size of punch-bowls; potatoes smelling of Eau de Cologne, a most wonderful property never before heard of, and so on. To this must be added plenty of pictures, said to represent faithfully the novelties in question, executed after photographs obtained by an entirely new process, discovered in the mountains of the Moon. All this prepared and well advertised, the shop will soon fill with eager buyers.

"To simple people, all this must seem an absurd exaggeration; but they are quite mistaken. Announcements quite as remarkable are coolly made in the city of London, in this present month of March, A. D. 1857, and find plenty of believers who joyfully pay their money, and go their way rejoicing".

"A Simple Contrivance for Transplanting Trees from place to place with facility," says a correspondent, " without injury to the ball of earth, and that which is of the greatest importance, without lifting the tree from the gronnd to the carriage, thereby admitting of a much larger ball than usual being attached to it, has long been a desideratum, I will endeavor to describe a plan invented by a Mr. Thomas, a very intelligent landscape gardener, which combines all the requisites, and has been used in this neighborhood with great success and satisfaction to ail parties. Take a sheet of iron four feet square and one-eighth of an inch thick. We must suppose one side to be the front; on the front, therefore, rivet two strong iron staples, one near, bnt not close to, each corner. These staples must be cleft to admit and embrace the iron sheet; - rivet also two staples behind, so that a horse, or two or three men, may, by means of ropes, drag the contrivance on either side. The tree is to be placed upright on this iron sheet, and fastened to it by cords passed through the four staples; it can now be dragged over the ground without any shaking, and as it slips over the surface without much, labor, and as no lifting has been required to place the tree on the carriage, very large balls can be conveyed with the tree, thus lessening the risk of moving".