The era of wild apples will soon be over. I wander through old
orchards of great extent, now all gone to decay, all of native fruit
which for the most part went to the cider mill. But since the
temperance reform and the general introduction of grafted fruit,
no wild apples, such as I see everywhere in deserted pastures, and
where the woods have grown up among them, are set out. I fear
that he who walks over these hills a century hence will not know
the pleasure of knocking off wild apples.
- Henry David Thoreau, Journal, November 16, 1850
orchards of great extent, now all gone to decay, all of native fruit
which for the most part went to the cider mill. But since the
temperance reform and the general introduction of grafted fruit,
no wild apples, such as I see everywhere in deserted pastures, and
where the woods have grown up among them, are set out. I fear
that he who walks over these hills a century hence will not know
the pleasure of knocking off wild apples.
- Henry David Thoreau, Journal, November 16, 1850
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