Running To Waste

“Bouncers, Teddy! The roundest and the rosiest. Drop them, quick! My apron’s all ready for the darlings.”
“It’s very well to say drop them; but it’s just as much as I can do to keep from falling myself. Don’t you see I’m holding on with both hands?”
“What a fuss you do make! Come down, and let me try. I never saw a tree yet big enough to scare me.”