THE HESPERIDES. Where the sun goeth down in the West, They are daughters of Erebus-Night, And they know not the day with its light-- They are guarding the apples of gold— And the spirits of earth and air For darkness is over them thrown: O glorious land of the West!— Of fruits so enchanting as these. Thy groves that are ever in sight Blest mortals who there do abide! Nor fear the Hesperides. PREFACE.. These pages set forth my observations of the Citrus Fruit Industry during a resi dence of eleven years in Southern California, and my experience as a practical horticulturist for four years. The principles of propagation and planting I have worked out with my own hands, and know them to be more than abstract theories. In matters pertaining to the gathering, packing and shipping of fruit, I have discussed established methods, advocating the most advanced. I hope this treatise may prove a pleasant reminiscence to those of its readers who are experienced orange growers, and that it may aid the novice who lays hold of the orange tree to avoid the thorns. Riverside, Ca'. W. A. S. |