Waldron: I understand that it is from the people that have grown
them. I don't know of any strawberry in my career from the first time
that I have been working in strawberries that seems to be any poorer now
than it was twenty-five or thirty years ago. The Wilson might be an
exception. I know that has been referred to as an instance of
deterioration of variety. The strawberry might be so dependent on
climatic and soil conditions that it might be classed with the potatoes
and not be in a class with the apples, which don't seem to deteriorate.

Mr. Kellogg: Is there such a thing as a pedigreed strawberry plant that
is taken from runners?

Mr. Waldron: We have experiments going on at the agricultural college
now. We set out a number of plants from strawberry growers that
advertise a pedigreed strawberry, and beside those we have strawberry
plants from growers who don't advertise them as pedigreed. This year we
ought to get some returns on that; last year the patch was flooded
out--we had very heavy June rains. We have about ten varieties from a
large number of different growers, some supposed to be perfect and some
not. We are going to have some report of them at the next horticultural
meeting. I don't believe there is anything much in pedigreed
strawberries.

The President: In the state of North Dakota our friend here who has just
spoken occupies the same position in the hearts and minds of the people
of his state as do our friends Haralson, Hansen and Patten in this
section. His work is along a little different line, his being almost
purely an agricultural section, but he is a very practical man and is
doing splendid work up there.

Mr. Doty: I wish to say a word on this strawberry question. Some years
ago the postmaster at Monticello wanted to know of me what kind of
strawberries to set out; I was handling nursery goods at that time. I
told him I would recommend to him the Wilson, the Warfield and the
Haverland. The Wilson I would set in the center. He had six square rods.
He set them out. The second year he invited me up to his patch and asked
me to guess on how many strawberries he had raised on that patch. I
said: "Six bushels"--I thought I would put it high. But he said: "I have
picked twelve bushels from that patch." I said: "It can't be possible,"
and he said: "Come right into my shop here. I have a paper here and I
put down every single quart of strawberries that I have sold here." I
figured it up and found