e and crystal water, than which certainly the
world does not afford any more delicious. These are every where to be
found in the upper parts of this country, and many of them flow out of
the sides of banks very high above the vales, which are the most
suitable places for gardens--where the finest water works in the world
may be made at a very small expense.

There are likewise several mineral springs, easily discoverable by their
taste, as well as by the soil which they drive out with their streams.
But I am not naturalist skilful enough to describe them with the
exactness they deserve.

CHAPTER IV.

OF THE WILD FRUITS OF THE COUNTRY.

Sec. 11. Of fruits natural to the country, there is great abundance, but
the several species of them are produced according to the difference of
the soil, and the various situation of the country; it being impossible
that one piece of ground should produce so many different kinds
intermixed. Of the better sorts of the wild fruits that I have met with,
I will barely give you the names, not designing a natural history. And
when I have done that, possibly I may not mention one-half of what the
country affords, because I never went out of my way to enquire after
anything of this nature.

Sec. 12. Of stoned fruits, I have met with three good sorts, viz: Cherries,
plums and persimmons.

1. Of cherries natural to the country, and growing wild in the
woods, I have seen three sorts. Two of these grow upon trees as
big as the common English white oak, whereof one grows in bunches
like grapes. Both these sorts are black without, and but one of
them red within. That which is red within, is more palatable than
the English black cherry, as being without its bitterness. The
other, which hangs on the branch like grapes, is water colored
within, of a faintish sweet, and greedily devoured by the small
birds. The third sort is called the Indian cherry, and grows
higher up in the country than the others do. It is commonly found
by the sides of rivers and branches on small slender trees, scarce
able to support themselves, about the bigness of the peach trees
in England. This is certainly the most delicious cherry in the
world; it is of a dark purple when ripe, and grows upon a single
stalk like the English cherry, but is very small, though, I
suppose, it may be made larger by cultivation, if anybody would
mind it. These, too, are so greedily devoured by the sm