fruit-flesh

Updated: May 22, 2025

Around the high board fences of the garden stood an almost endless variety of fruit-trees, the cherry-trees at that moment literally red, or black, or amber, as the case might be, with those delicious little globules of pulpy fruit-flesh which seem like drops of fragrant sweetness squeezed from the very heart of Nature.

Henry Morford - Shoulder-Straps: A Novel of New York and the Army, 1862