orange-pippins

Updated: May 14, 2025

At night, a terrible storm broke loose and all the trees creaked and swayed to and fro. Inside the keeper's garden, the orange-pippins and the russets fell to the ground by the bushel. But the stone stuck where it was. "Well, that's odd!" thought the crab-apple-tree.

Carl Ewald - The Old Willow Tree and Other Stories