And so this old pilgrim found it, lying in his four-poster, listening to the cries and calls in the Jargonelle pear-tree in the corner of the garden, and watching the ghostly oblong of the window that faced the east, glimmer and brighten into the effulgence of day.
"The Awakening of Helena Richie"
Margaret Deland
But if he knew there was a reason- Doctor Lavendar looked out of the window into the yellowing leaves of the old Jargonelle-pear tree, and shook his head.
"An Old Chester Secret"
Margaret Deland
In the late summer months the fruit on one bough will ripen; I remember just such a tree, and the early ripening fruit was the Jargonelle.
"The Complete PG Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr."
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. (The Physician and Poet not the Jurist)