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Yankee children will understand at once that I mean the checkerberries, or, as we were more accustomed to call them, the boxberries.

Out of the tufts of boxberry leaves and plums they made the word "Welcome," which they hung over the door.

"O, I put in spruce, or boxberry, or sarsaparilla."

I never read yet of any maiden losing her heart on boxberry plums; though, to be sure, he might bewitch them.

Some people call it the boxberry; and some call it wintergreen.