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[October 15, 1859.


with small papillae, which heighten its tongue- like appearance. When tom, it turns red inside; its flesh assuming the look of beetroot, and emitting a smell like that of wine. Its taste is slightly acid. When old, it becomes dark brown, or nearly black. It appears throughout the summer. Cut into slices and fried, it tastes like very mild liver, with somewhat of the mush- room flavour, and a tartness like that imparted by a squeeze of lemon. Used for the same pur- poses as the truffle, it would probably be found preferable to that fungus.


Two of the puff-balls are very good to eat. Every schoolboy is familiar with these fungi, which he knows by the name of 41 snuff-boxes/’ but which the refinement of classical botany calls by the more dainty denomination Lycoperdon; the Lycoperdon plumbeum and the Lycoperdon bo vista. The principal differences between them are that the latter is much the larger, is pear- shaped, fixed to the ground by a short stem, and covered on the outside with soft tender patches of membrane. The Lycoperdon plumbeum is gene- rally smoother, though sometimes covered with


minute, light brown, bran-like scales. Its most usual colour is white; the hue also of the bovista . Both are full inside of a firm white pulp; which, if they are left to dry, turns into a light, im- palpable powder: the “snuff” of the schoolboys. The fumes of this, when burnt, are said to exert on animals anaesthetic effects equal to those of chloroform. These puff-balls are alike in taste. They are best cut in slices, as the French cut pota- toes, and fried with the yolk of egg. Their flavour then very nearly resembles that of sweetbread.

I have tasted one more of the British esculent fungi; the Polyporus frondoms, a greyish-brown, branching mass of fungus, growing at the base of the oak and other trees. When broiled, it


has much of the flavour of the genuine mush- room, the Agaricus campestris, or, to venture on a liberty of botanical nomenclature, the Agaricus bond fide. The first specimen I met with occurred in a hedge at the root of a hazel-nut tree, in a lane in Hampshire. Some little clowns with eyes and mouths wide open, watched my companion and myself whilst we were removing it, and, as we walked off with it, one of them hallooed after us: —

“That there be twooad’s myeeat!”

On another occasion, as we were gathering some specimens of the Agaricus heterophyllus in a copse, we received a like caution from a passing

countryman of the same county: —