It was Philip who sheared Miss Dobb's puppy, who took Mr. Shelbarke's watermelons, and robbed Deacon Hardhack's hen-roost.
"Winning His Way"
Charles Carleton Coffin
Still, what Naseby had said about the country, and riding horseback, and the fishing, and the shooting crows with no cops to stop you, and watermelons for nothing, had sounded wonderfully attractive and quite improbable, except that it was one of Naseby's peculiarly sneaking ways to tell the truth.
"Gallegher and Other Stories"
Richard Harding Davis
watermelons, for instance, grow best in a bare sand-bank: perhaps your new-fangled vegetable is of that species?
"Phemie Frost's Experiences"
Ann S. Stephens