He had a good many different kind of apples.

Enormous red ones, and long, yellow ones that they called pippins, and little brown ones, and smooth-coated sweet ones, and bright red ones, and others, more than I could mention.

Miss Laura often pared one and cut off little bits for me, for I always wanted to eat whatever I saw her eating.
Just a few days after this, Miss Laura and I returned to Fairport, and some of Mr.Wood's apples traveled along with us, for he sent a good many to the Boston market.

Mr.and Mrs.Wood came to the station to see us off.

Mr.Harry could not come, for he had left Riverdale the day before to go back to his college.