Once it was a break in the wire fence around Jonathan's muskmelon patch in the barn meadow.
"More Jonathan Papers"
Elisabeth Woodbridge
They are of the color and flavor of a very insipid little muskmelon which has grown too near a patch of squashes.
"Short Stories and Essays From "Literature and Life""
William Dean Howells
"And you put salt on your muskmelon, and wanted your eggs opened, and didn't like tomato soup," adds Ruby, like she was repeatin' a lesson.
"Torchy, Private Sec."
Sewell Ford