Mr. Barry's Apple

Mr. Downing writes to us, in reference to the specimens of this apple which we sent him, that he does not know what it is, being entirely new to him. Will Mr. Barry be so good as to tell us what local name it has?

Mr. Dunlap's New Store In New-York

In passing up Broadway a few days since, we called in to see the new establishment Mr .Thos. Dun-lap has opened opposite his former premises, and were agreeably surprised to And attached to his seed store, a well proportioned greenhouse, recently erected, into which a select collection of plants for winter and early bloom in the year, were just removed. The plants are looking well, and the place altogether had an appearance of neatness and order well calculated to induce the residents of the upper part of the city who may call once to repeat their visits.

Mr. Herendeen, Of Wayne County

The sap goes first to the leaves, and on its return flow reaches the fruit. We must not summer prune so severely as to injure the health of the vine.

Mr. Hoag, Of Niagara County

The Delaware ripens with us about the 10th of September, and we esteem it superior to the Diana in every respect except the size of its berries. One of our two-year-old vines produced this year one hundred clusters of grapes.

Mr. Hodge's Cold Weather

If he, and his Lake Erie neighbors, haven't had enough of that commodity the past winter, they had better remove down a few degrees south, where I learn they have enjoyed the genial atmosphere of 82° below zero, for days together. I hope the peach-trees have escaped this most humiliating frost; and with so great a body of snow on the ground to protect them, their chances ore better than if the roots had been equally exposed as the branches. Mr. Hodge's pear experience is to the point, and I agree with him - that is, provided he and hip neighbor, Mr. Allen, will settle the real virtues of that aforesaid "Orange" pear, which I recollect something about. The remarks of Mr. Hodge quite confirm my belief of the capricious vagaries of the pear family, in their contemptuous denials of flavor and good appearance when placed on soils and situations they dislike.

Mr. Hooker Continued

Don't for market grow all of one sort of grapes, nor all one kind of pears, nor all one kind of peaches. By all means grow a variety of fruits. Every planter wants Delaware; and he wants Concord as well. He wants the very earliest fruit; and be wants the Diana as well, which is early, and ripens surely, but not quite so early as Hartford Prolific.

Mr. Hope's Delaware Grapes

Some allusion was made last season to the Delaware vines of Geo. T. Hope, Esq., of Bay Ridge, and it was predicted by some of his friends that he would have but a small crop this season in consequence of letting his vines overbear; but he has even more fruit than last year. He has sent us some specimens, wood and all, in his own words, "just to show you what Delawares can do when they try." They have done nobly. There are three bunches to the shoot, large, handsome, and thoroughly ripe; they weigh nearly half a pound each, and are a fair sample of hundreds of others. The more we see of the Delaware, the more we are convinced that it is by far the most valuable grape we have. Mr. Hope concludes thus: "I shall be compelled to hold lona in grapefnl remembrance." We trust scores of others may be able to say the same, and do it Hopefully.