THE ELDER.

Everybody is familiar with the Elder, with its large corymbs of white

flowers, hanging over ditches and watercourses, rivalling the linden in

sweetness and equalling the balm in its healing virtues. It is common in

all wet fallows, flowering in the latter part of June. No shrub is so

generally known, both as a tenant of the fields and as an ingredient in

the packages of the simpler. We have seen its dried flowers in nice

paper bags, neatly done up by some benevolent hands for the benefit of

the sick, and we breathed their odors as they were wafted from the

vessel in which they were steeped, before we ever saw them in the

fields. The Elder is one of the flowering shrubs that first attracts our

attention after the blossoms of the orchard have faded. The bee is seen

to hunt for it before the vine is in blossom, leaving the flowers of the

garden for these abundant stores of native sweets. In autumn we have

seen the fences and brooksides laden with its fruit, while the purple

clusters were stripped day after day by the robin and catbird, until not

one was left to fall to the ground. When the leaves are gone, the

branches are sought by children, who use its hollow wood for making

various juvenile implements.

“The Elder,” says Barnard, speaking of the English plant, “is common,

almost universal, in cottage gardens, hedge-rows, and ruins. It is in

fact a thoroughly domesticated tree, and seldom is it found in England

far from human habitation, although I have seen it in the wildest

valleys of the Pyrenees, when it appeared to have the richest scarlet

berries, instead of black.” The species seen in the Pyrenees is probably

identical with the American panicled Elder, a rare species in New

England, bearing its flowers in spikes, and producing scarlet berries.

The Elder has not much beauty when unadorned either with flowers or

fruit. Its pinnate leaves are of a dull green, and seldom add any tints

to the glory of autumn. Its flowers, borne in large flat cymes, are very

showy, and emit a peculiar though agreeable odor, and are used in Europe

to give to wine the flavor of Frontignac. The berries of the European

Elder, which is believed by Michaux to be the same as the American

common Elder, differing only in its superior size, are said to be

poisonous to poultry. But the fruit of the American shrub possesses no

such properties. It is eagerly devoured by the insectivorous birds, and

is used in the manufacture of a harmless dietetic wine, whose benefits

have been very generally appreciated by nostrum venders.

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