A pear-tree, seen above the wall,
    With fruit was laden down,
And Ned, below, appeared to be
    The saddest boy in town;

Just then the restless bullet passed,
    And clipped a branching limb
Which bore a dozen pears or more
    And passed it down to him!

Peter Newell, The Hole Book, New York, Harper & Brothers, 1908, plate 9.

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