We take a wagon load of fruit boxes, and, while father drives slowly

between the rows of trees, I throw them off.

[Illustration: FIG. 56.--Picking Oranges in California.]

Each picker carries a sack slung over one shoulder, and as fast as he

cuts off an orange, he drops it into the sack. The sacks are emptied

into the boxes, and these are loaded on to the wagon. Father pays five

cents a box for picking, and a good picker will gather about forty boxes

in a day.

We sell most of our oranges to fruit companies. These companies pack and

ship the fruit. At the packing houses the oranges are placed in tubs of

water and scrubbed with small brushes. Many women, girls, and boys work

at this. The washing is to take off dirt, and also _scale_.

[Illustration: FIG. 57.--Grading and Packing Oranges.]

After the oranges are washed, they are placed in a sort of trough which

is highest at the end near the tub. They roll down this trough to the

_grader_. This is a machine so arranged that the oranges pass through

different openings according to their size, and come out sorted.

In the warehouse close by they are wrapped and packed. Chinamen often do

this work. Each orange is wrapped in a separate piece of paper, which

has the brand of the company stamped upon it. It is then packed firmly

in a box. A certain number of oranges of each grade fill a box,

ninety-six of the largest grade, and about two hundred of the smallest.

Those which are too small, as well as the imperfect oranges, are

rejected. These are called _culls_. Sometimes these are sold for a low

price, and sometimes they are thrown away by wagon loads.

After the boxes are filled, they are placed in special fruit cars and

hurried to St. Louis, Chicago, New York, Boston, and other cities.

Yes, the Weather Bureau is of great help to fruit growers. Of course we

have very little winter here, but oranges will not endure much cold. The

mercury falls below the freezing point but a few times each season. On

New Year's Day the temperature here was fifty-eight degrees. I looked up

the Boston temperature for the same day and found that it was only four

degrees above zero. When the Bureau predicts a sharp freeze, the farmers

build small fires in their orchards, or turn on a good deal of water.

The fires are built in small wire baskets. They make a smudge instead of

a flame. The people in the raisin districts watch the weather reports

pretty closely, for rain injures the drying grapes.

Growers have to _spray_ or _fumigate_ the trees to destroy the scale

that I spoke of which is a great enemy of the orange, to kill the

insects, and to wash off dirt. This is sometimes done by putting a great

piece of canvas over the tree, forming a sort of tent which prevents the

fumes from escaping. It was found that the ladybugs would eat the scale

and so they were brought into California from the East. They do a great

deal of good, but still we have to spray the trees.

Orange trees are raised from the seed, and the trees produced in this

way are called _seedlings_. By _budding_, a fruit much better than the

oranges grown on the seedling tree has been produced. There were five

acres of seedlings in our grove, and father budded the trees. He cut

off the limbs rather close to the trunk of the tree. Then he slipped

buds from _navel_ trees into cuts made through the bark in the end of

each limb left on the tree. He then wound cord tightly about the limb

and put on some wax. After a time a new growth started out where these

buds were placed. These new branches will bear much improved fruit.

We have a very fine variety of oranges called Washington Navels. Trees

of this variety were obtained by our government from Brazil. Two of

these were brought to Riverside, a town about seventy-five miles east of

Pasadena, and planted on a ranch belonging to a Mr. Tibbits. They did

well, and all of the trees of this variety in Southern California were

obtained from these two through budding. These trees are still living.

California and Florida are the two important orange-growing states of

our country. Father says the industry is much older in Florida than in

our state. Florida growers can ship their fruit to market much cheaper

than we can. It costs us ninety cents for each box.

Mexico, the West Indies, Italy, southern France, and Spain are also

orange producers. These countries have the advantage of cheap labor,

father says.

I wish that you could visit us. We would have fine times, I am sure.

The next time I write I will tell you about some of the other fruits

raised in California.

Your sincere friend,

FRANK.

A VISIT TO A VINEYARD

PASADENA, CALIFORNIA, Oct. 1, 1902.

DEAR FRIEND WILL: Last week father went to Fresno, which is about three

hundred miles northwest of here, in the San Joaquin valley. He took me

with him, and we visited some of the great vineyards and raisin-packing

establishments near and in that city.

Raisins are simply dried grapes. Although there are many countries where

grapes grow, there are few where raisins are made. Dew, fog, and rain

injure the fruit, so that the San Joaquin valley, with its dry, hot

atmosphere, is well adapted to this industry.

There are a great many different kinds of grapes but only the green

variety is used in making raisins. The raisin grapes are called

_muscats_. If the grapes are left on the vines long enough, they become

raisins. I have picked some pretty good raisins from the vines. Of

course by being spread out, they dry quicker and more evenly.

The sugar that you find on and in the raisins is not put there by the

people who dry the grapes. It comes from the juice of the grape.

Grapevines grow from both roots and cuttings. Of course cuttings are the

cheaper. Often they may be had for the asking. Many think that it is

better to set out rooted vines than cuttings.

They are planted in rows from six feet apart to twelve or fifteen feet.

During the first year the young vines will grow several feet. In the

fall, when the flow of the sap has been checked by frost, the vines are

pruned. A vineyard in California looks quite different from one in the

East. During the winter it is simply so many rows of stumps several

inches in thickness and one or two feet high. During the summer the

branches grow from these stumps and produce their beautiful clusters of

grapes, only to be cut off in the fall or winter.

The trimmings are generally burned in the vineyard at the same time that

they are cut off. A sort of furnace made of sheet iron is fastened

between two wheels and drawn by horses up and down between the rows. A

man pitches the cuttings into it, and they burn as it moves along.

In the early summer men go through the vineyards sprinkling a coating of

sulphur on the vines. This is to prevent mildew, which damages the fruit

very much.

During the last half of August and September the grapes are picked.

Sometimes the harvest continues into October. Most of the grapes had

been gathered when we visited the vineyards.

When the juice of the grapes is one fourth sugar, they are ready to

pick. The grower generally tells the condition by the taste and color of

the fruit, although there are instruments for determining the amount of

sugar.

Like oranges, grapes are cut from the vines and not picked. We saw great

companies of Chinamen going through the vineyards cutting off the

beautiful clusters. These they placed on shallow, wooden trays to dry.

In a week or two, when the upper side of the clusters is pretty well

dried, the grapes are turned. We saw the workmen place an empty tray,

upside down, over the filled one. Then, holding the two together, they

turned them over, and the grapes dropped into the tray that had been

placed on top.

[Illustration: FIG. 58.--Picking Grapes.--Notice the Mountains in the

Background.]

[Illustration: FIG. 59.--Drying Raisin Grapes.]

During this drying time the people watch the reports of the Weather

Bureau. In some places flags are displayed when rain is expected. As a

rule the grape season is over before the rains begin.

When the grapes are taken from the trays, they are placed in boxes

holding about one hundred pounds each. These are called _sweat boxes_.

Here the driest grapes absorb some of the moisture from the others, and

the mass becomes more uniform.

[Illustration: FIG. 60.--A Vineyard after being Pruned.]

After the drying process has been finished, the stems are rather

brittle. To make them softer and easier to handle, the grapes are next

placed in a cool room and left there for a time.

After visiting some of the vineyards, we drove to one of the great

packing establishments in Fresno. These packing houses are nearly always

in the cities and towns, because there help can be easily obtained. The

packing house that we visited employs four hundred people, mostly girls

and women.

The raisins are first placed on wooden or metal frames the size of a

raisin box. These are called _forms_, and the packers are paid according

to the number of forms filled. When these are filled, the raisins are

carefully transferred to the boxes.

A box of raisins weighs twenty pounds, but there are half boxes and

quarter boxes put up also. A paper is placed on the bottom of each box,

and over the raisins another is placed. On top of this there is a fancy

paper on which the name of the packer is stamped.

In most establishments there are three grades of raisins, Imperial

Clusters, London Layers, and the loose and imperfect stems.

Sometimes a second crop of grapes is gathered a little later in the

fall. Of course these do not dry so well because the days are shorter,

it is cooler, and rains sometimes occur. On this account they are dipped

in lye and then rinsed in water. The lye cracks the skin, and so the

juice evaporates more quickly. These are called Valencia raisins. There

is not a very good market for these, so that people do not dip them so

commonly now as they used to.

We saw the machine where the raisins are _stemmed_. They pass from a

hopper into a space between two woven-wire cylinders. The inner one

revolves within the other. In this way the raisins are broken from the

stems. They are then run through a fanning mill which cleans them, and

they are finally graded by passing through screens having openings of

different sizes.

Most of the seedless raisins are made from seedless grapes, but there

are machines for removing the seeds from the grapes which contain them.

The superintendent of the packing house said that nearly all of the

raisins that we import come from Spain, and that they are exported

chiefly from the city of Malaga.

The purple and other _wine grapes_ are taken to the wineries and sold by

the ton, to be made into wine.

There are many other things that I should like to write about, but my

letter is a pretty long one now, so I will close.

Your loving friend,

FRANK.

NUTTING

Have you ever gone into the woods on a beautiful autumn day? The bright,

warm sunshine floods the earth where the trees are far apart and sifts

down through the branches. All nature seems to invite you to lie down

under a tree and dream. It was on such a day that Rip Van Winkle fell

into his long sleep.

How pretty the trees look in their fall suits of yellow, crimson, red,

and brown! What a rustling is made as your feet tread the carpet of

leaves!

The breezes pass among the branches and whisper a message to the

bright-colored leaves. They understand and obey. Singly, in groups, and

in showers, they silently float downward. By night and by day they fall,

but soon this carpet will be changed for one of white.

Listen! The leaves are not the only things that are falling. You can

hear the _thump_, _thump_ of nuts as they drop from their lofty perches

in the walnut and hickory-nut trees.

Sit down quietly on that log and you will soon see the busy nut

gatherers. With their tails curled over their backs, they race up and

down the trees, or spring from branch to branch, carrying their precious

burdens to their homes in the hollows of trunk or limb. Now one sits up

straight, holding a nut between his paws, and turning it slowly as he

cracks and eats it. If he sees you, he whisks out of sight, or scolds

you from a safe place far above the ground.

When the winter winds are whistling through the leafless trees, and

snows are drifting over the ground, these little nut gatherers feast to

their hearts' content.

The squirrels do not gather all of the nuts. Children and grown people

enjoy nutting. When there are not enough nuts on the ground, the men and

boys climb the trees to shake them off. Then everybody hunts among the

leaves for the treasures.

Some of the most important nuts are walnuts, hickory nuts, hazelnuts,

almonds, chestnuts, Brazil nuts, pecans, and peanuts.

Many of the hickory nuts fall out of their coverings bright and clean.

Walnuts generally have to be _shucked_, and the juice stains the hands

almost black.

As hazelnuts grow on bushes, they can be easily picked. They usually

drop out of their burs after there have been a few frosts.

Many nuts are gathered in the woods, but in some places the trees are

cultivated just as fruit trees are.

We usually eat nuts between meals, or as a dessert. They are not simply

dainties, but are very valuable articles of food. In some countries the

poor people depend upon them for food.

In almost any city of our country are to be found the nuts that I have

mentioned, with perhaps several other kinds. These have come from

different states, some from Canada, some from Brazil, and some from

Spain.

I am sure you will enjoy gathering nuts of different kinds, so let us

set out on a nutting expedition.

A WALNUT VACATION

How would you like to have your school close for two weeks, so that you

could gather walnuts? Every year many of the boys and girls of Southern

California are given a vacation just for this purpose. It is called the

"walnut vacation," and occurs in the month of October.

These children do not take their baskets and go off to the woods where

they can romp and play, watch the squirrels, and gather beautiful autumn

leaves. They gather nuts from the trees which their parents own, for in

Southern California there are many walnut ranches or groves. You see the

vacation means a vacation for work instead of for play.

Walnut trees are set out in rows just as apple trees are, but their

roots and branches extend to such a distance from the trunks that they

need to be about twice as far apart.

The walnut harvest, which begins about the first of October, is a busy

time. Men, women, boys, and girls may be seen in the groves, shaking the

nuts from the trees, picking them up, and putting them into sacks.

[Illustration: FIG. 61.--A Walnut Grove.]

The men shake the trees, and there is a shower of nuts to the earth. Do

not go under the branches now unless you want to be pelted. A single

tree has been known to yield three hundred pounds of nuts in a season.

When the trees have been given a good shaking, there are still some nuts

clinging to the branches. These are obtained by shaking the limbs

separately, by means of long poles, to the ends of which wire hooks are

fastened. As all of the nuts do not ripen at the same time, the trees

are sometimes gone over two or three times.

Now the boys, girls, and women go to work filling pails and baskets and

emptying them into sacks, for they can do this work as well as men.

Usually the nuts drop out of their covering or _shuck_ when they strike

the ground; but if they do not, the _shuck_ must be removed. Sometimes

the covering is cut off. If you handle the nuts with your bare hands,

they will be stained almost black, and you will have to let the color

wear off.

The days are bright and warm, and this sort of nutting becomes rather

tiresome before sundown. The work must be done and the vacation is not a

very long one, so each does his part cheerfully.

When the nuts have been gathered, they are taken to the shed or place

where they are to be washed. Here they are poured into a large wire

cylinder which revolves in a tank filled with water. The machine is

turned by a horse walking round and round, and it both washes and grades

the nuts. The smaller ones pass through the meshes in the wire and are

called _second grade_. The larger ones are known as _first grade_.

[Illustration: FIG. 62.--Washing, Drying, and Sacking Walnuts.]

When the walnuts come out of the washer, they are spread out on shallow,

wooden trays to dry. Sometimes several thousand trays may be seen on

one ranch. They are loaded on to a small car and pushed to the part of

the field where they are wanted.

If there is no foggy or cloudy weather, they will dry in about five

days, but if there is, it may take ten.

After the nuts are thoroughly dried, the trays are placed on the car and

pushed to the _bleacher_. This is a large box made of tarred paper. It

is placed over the trays, and a quantity of sulphur is burned in it.

This is simply to whiten the shells, for they sell for a higher price

when they are bleached. Sometimes the nuts are whitened by dipping them

into a liquid preparation.

The nuts are now sacked and marked, ready to ship. Soon after the boys

and girls have finished their "walnut vacation," the nuts are on their

way to the eastern part of the United States.

Most of the walnuts raised in California have soft shells. Some have

such thin shells that they are called "paper shells." The walnuts that

grow in the woods of Indiana, Illinois, and other states have hard

shells. They are dark in color and are called _black walnuts_. The trees

are quite valuable, as the wood is used in making furniture.

CHESTNUTS

Let us go on a chestnutting expedition to the southern part of France.

We can gather the nuts in many of the states of our own country, but the

trip to a strange land will be enjoyed by all.

The chestnut trees, many of which are very old, spread their branches to

great distances. The nuts, as you see, are inclosed in a _bur_ or coat

which covers the shell. There are generally two nuts in each bur.

When _you_ eat chestnuts, you eat them as a sort of dainty, not as a

regular article of food. This is not the case in the home of Jean, the

boy who is helping his father fill those sacks. In his home, as in many

homes in southern Europe, the nuts form one of the chief articles of

daily food.

In the winter Jean sells the freshly roasted nuts on a street corner in

the city of Lyons. He gets a good many pennies each noon from workmen

and poor people generally, who use them for their midday meal. He sells

ten nuts for a penny.

This is not the only way in which they are eaten. Jean's mother boils

them with celery and mashes them as we do potatoes. The nuts are also

ground into a flour from which bread is made. They are often used in the

dressing for fowls.

Confectioners use great quantities of chestnuts. In Lyons there are

establishments where as many as two hundred persons are employed in

preparing them.

The nuts are first peeled, and then boiled in clear water, which removes

the thin coating next the kernel. They are then placed in a sirup

flavored with Mexican vanilla, in which they remain for about three

days. After draining, they are coated with vanilla or chocolate and

packed in attractive boxes. In this form they are worth forty-five or

fifty cents a pound.

A BAG OF PEANUTS

Last summer Harry's parents took him with them on a visit to Virginia.

Harry has always lived in New York City, and the country life of the

South was very interesting to him.

They visited friends who live on a beautiful _plantation_, as the farms

in the South are called. A driveway lined with grand old trees leads

through the flower-studded lawn up to the retired manor house, whose

wide verandas completely circle it round.

Beyond the house are the stables where work horses, driving horses, and

saddle horses are kept; and beyond these is the pretty little boathouse,

standing on the bank of a small river that winds its way through the

plantation.

The morning after Harry arrived, his friend Bert asked him if he would

like to go across the river to see the men harvest peanuts.

Now whenever Harry had wanted peanuts, he had always gone to a stand

and bought a sack. He had never thought about where they came from. He

had heard of shaking nuts from trees, so he supposed that they were

going to the woods.

He was therefore much surprised when Bert took him to a field across the

river where men were plowing vines from the ground.

"Do peanuts grow in the ground?" he asked.

"Why, of course they do," answered Bert.

"I thought that nuts grew on trees," said Harry.

"Father says that the peanut is not a _real_ nut," replied his friend.

"He says they should be called _ground nuts_ or _ground peas_." He

pulled up one of the vines, and the boys threw themselves down under a

tree to examine it.

When the small clods of soil clinging to the roots of the plant had been

removed, Harry saw a number of pods which he recognized as peanuts.

Opening one of the pods, Bert took out the kernels.

"These," said he, "are the _seeds_, and they are planted much as other

seeds are.

"Before they are planted the shell must be removed, but we have to be

careful not to break the thin skin that covers the kernel. If that be

broken, the seed will not grow.

"The kernels are planted about one foot apart, in rows that are, as you

see, about three feet apart. Sometimes they are planted by hand and

sometimes by machinery."

"I wonder if peanuts are raised in the country around New York," said

Harry.

"No, I think not," replied Bert, "for they are very easily killed by

frost. Great quantities are raised in North Carolina and in Tennessee.

Father says that the negroes of western Africa raised them long, long

before they were known in the United States. He says that they are a

very important article of food there, and that whole villages take part

in the planting and harvesting.

"After the vines blossom," continued Bert, "a very strange thing

happens."

"What is it?" asked Harry.

"The flower stalks bend downward and push themselves right into the

soil, and on these the pods develop. If the stalks do not enter the

earth within a few hours after the flowers fall, they die."

Harry now watched the plowing. The plows were drawn up and down the rows

and ran directly under the vines, lifting them out of the soil. After

they had been plowed out about two hours, men took them upon pitchforks

and piled them up. Harry noticed that some of the piles were covered

with corn fodder, and asked why this was. Bert told him that it was to

keep out the rain.

"What happens to the nuts after the vines have been piled up?" said

Harry.

"They remain in the piles fifteen or twenty days, and are then spread

out on the ground or hauled to the barn, where the nuts are picked off,"

answered Bert. "Sometimes they are picked by hand and sometimes by

machinery. Let us go to the lower field; we have an earlier variety

there, and the nuts are being picked now."

They found men, women, and children picking the pods one by one and

dropping them into baskets. These were emptied into sacks. Harry tried

to lift one of these, and was surprised to find it so heavy. Bert told

him that it weighed about one hundred pounds.

"Do you burn the vines after the nuts are picked?" asked Harry.

"No," said Bert, "they are fed to the cattle. We call the vines _peanut

hay_."

Bert explained that his father sold the sacks of nuts to the factory,

where they were cleaned and sorted.

The next day the boys went to town and visited the peanut factory.

The nuts were first put through a machine which removed the dirt. They

were then polished and sorted into four grades. The poorest grade is

used in making peanut candy. The nuts were then sacked, and were ready

to be shipped to the North.

Harry learned that an oil is made from the nuts which is used as olive

oil is used, and also that peanut butter is produced from them. He

found that many men were employed on plantations all through Virginia

and other states of the South, in raising the peanuts that are sold on

the streets of every city and town in our country.

ASSORTED NUTS

After the Thanksgiving dinner had been eaten, the nuts were passed, and

the children asked Uncle John to tell them something about a few of

them.

"All right," said he. "You pick out the ones that you want to know

about."

Frank handed him an almond.

How We Are Fed: A Geographical Reader · 第 5 / 6 段