National Geographic : 1919 Jul
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE A CLUSTER OF CHINESE HAW FRUITS Every American boy who has lived where hawthorns grow knows that the fruits in this photograph are nearly, if not twice, as large as most of the American haws. They have the flavor of the wild haw, but are not so mealy in texture, and one becomes very fond of them as a fruit to eat from the tree, just as one does the crab-apple. Nobody in this country or in Europe has set out an orchard of haws. In China, on the other hand, the haw is a culti vated fruit; it is grown just as our apples are grown, on grafted trees. It is of a beautiful red and orange color, has a flavor characteristic of the haws, and when dipped in melted sugar or when made into jelly it is delicious. perature while going from one house to another-it was about 20° outside-com bined to produce an effect upon my consti tution which made me feel far from well for a couple of days. "While in search of more seedless per simmon orchards, we happened to strike a bleak region, and having eaten very little at breakfast, I got hungry at eleven o'clock. The first village we struck couldn't accommodate us, but the villagers said, 'One mile from here is a nice place to get food and tea.' "We proceeded only to find out it was an absolute falsehood. These natives in turn said, 'About one and a half miles farther on you will find an inn.' And again when reaching that spot there was nothing to be found. The natives kept that game up until at last, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I came to a place where I could stretch out my cold, weary limbs on a brick bedstead with at least a nice fire underneath. "I closed my doors rather hard, for I was disgusted and angry at this lying; but after having had a pretty substantial meal, I began to feel better and to think that the natives probably had deceived us to prevent our becoming discouraged at the thought of the long journey which was before us."