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It was unbelievably hot. We three women came out of the store each eating a juicy pear. There was ten cents' express on every pound of freight that came up the Cariboo road. Fruit weighs heavy. Everything came in by mule-train.
The first bite into those Bartletts was intoxicating. The juice met your teeth with a gush.