The DWF goals were achieved: destroying unnecessary plants and protecting the soil from drought. Seedlings in these plantings should be spaced 6-8 inches apart. another and stretch along the roadbed in 7 rows, spaced 2 arshins from each other. Usually, in the row closest to the road surface, you will find some kind of low ground. arsh. trimmed bushes, the second row consists of tall semi-bush forks, in the third, even taller, there are trees reaching 4-5 arshins in height, and in the middle row there are tall trees, mostly white akasha, grown in 10 ft to 4 fathoms. In general, the plantings include our southern l$fen breeds and those bred, such as the elk (Eeati8). honey locust (SNedizema), etc. Until now, up to 1,500 rows of seedling strips have been planted, on which, as Mr. Sredinemy says in one of his publications, there are more than 5 million trees. Moreover, up to 30 million seedlings are in nurseries. It is necessary to understand that these plantings grow along with the iron road along the highest and most open points of the steppe space, under different soil conditions, and therefore are highly susceptible to the harsh climatic conditions in the state. And if, despite all this, the main thing is that... good growth of breeds is only timely loosening of the soil with hoes (hoes) twice a year, then there is no doubt that when the cultural density of the global population reaches a high level, now, that is, when the period of monotonous production of only cereal plants and mainly wheat comes to an end, and the beginning of the full use of crops begins nature - at that time - and it must be patched up, not far off - there will be good gardens and frequent mines, and now the development of other mineral riches will begin, of which little is now known. Near the station of Amvrobevka, for example, there is the residence of a very nice, respectable old man. Zhavshato with us on the way back home. He has a horopic lion farm running all over the place, in which he breeds bees using improved systems; There are also mineral springs of water, and excellent stone. limestone and the best quality ice, suitable for glass making.
Why don’t you set up anything or a plant? - we asked him her I
“I was thinking,” he answered, and even sent water and sand for the people: they say that it should be developed, but where should I go? I'm already old. You start business, and then you have to die; Now I’m working with bees, it’s also a very profitable and interesting article, you just need to know.
Holy truth! Everything requires knowledge and skill, but we don’t have that!
At 4 o'clock our locomotive hit a platform perpendicular to the road surface and stopped. It was Taganrogek railway station. It’s hard to say how beautiful Taganrog is. We didn’t have to learn anything interesting about him in the 25 minutes we had at our disposal. We had barely finished a quick meal at the bad buffet at the station when the locomotive began to slowly reverse the train from the platform and headed towards Rostov. About 10 minutes later, when the police passed by the long shops for the slaughterhouse, and also past a large buff building - a prison, and began to turn steeper and steeper in an arc towards the north, Taganrog appeared in front of us in full view, producing a rather beautiful view of a sea town with a shipyard. Then, as we moved away from him, the more original and beautiful the landscapes became. The calm weather with the bright sun at noon made it possible to see in the distant Razetoyan not only the western shore of the sea, but also the opposite, elevated and highly illuminated eastern shore, along which the villages and towns are located. Fishing boats and barges glided along the mirror-like surface of the sea not far from the shore; sailing ships and ships could be seen in the distance quietly heading for the coast, towards Rostov.
The heat of the day began to subside, and the sea began to draw in. cold, the public brought the carriages onto the platforms and stood in their right windows, admiring the beautiful picture. A low-lying plain appeared on the left, into which our train was speeding. Novot and sgansha. Before her, the train passed by the rich Cossack village of the glorious sons of the Don, who began their estates here, at the mouth of their beloved river. It is remarkable that not far from the mouth of the Don there is a rather rich public place that belongs to the entire Don army and to no one in particular. All Cossacks have the right to catch fish here without having to stay for residence. However, in the narrowest area of the mouth of the river, the placement of nets and fishing hooks is strictly prohibited, so as not to encroach