I put one of them in my mouth and bit it.
"It appears to me there's an awful draft blowin' down your throat," said Uncle Peabody.

"You ain't no business eatin' a melon seed." "Why ?" was my query.
"'Cause it was made to put in the ground.

Didn't you know it was alive ?" "Alive!" I exclaimed.
"Alive," said he, "I'll show ye." He put a number of the seeds in the ground and covered them, and said that that part of the garden should be mine.

I watched it every day and by and by two vines came up.

One sickened and died in dry weather.