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"Wa'al," he went on, "we done the hull programmy gingerbread, lemonade pink lemonade, an' he took some o' that pop corn, peanuts, pep'mint candy, cin'mun candy scat my ! an' he payin' fer ev'rythin' I thought he was jest made o' money!
Pettis, striving to keep a steady face, though her heavy sides were shaking. "I guess you remember 'em better 'n your prayers!" "Yes, I laughed out loud, an' you passed me a pep'mint over the pew, an' looked as if you was goin' to cry. 'Don't, says you; an' it sort o' come over me you knew what I was laughin' at.
Then followed a chat between herself and a few little old ladies concerning catnip and "pep'mint" tea; after which the wonderful baby was held up by the yardstick to be weighed. Flyaway had not expected to be suspended so high in the air. She forgot the baby-like cry she had been practising, and screamed out in terror, "I wish I didn't be to Portland! O, I wish I didn't be to Portland!"
I have to favor my left leg. I do' know but I be spoilt for settlin' down. This business I never meant to follow stiddy, in the fust place; 't was a means to an end, as one may say." "Folks would miss ye, but you could take a good long trip, say spring an' fall, an' live quiet the rest of the year. What if they do git out o' essence o' lemon an' pep'mint!
Scarcely at table, even. Why I used to be shocked to see how things to drink are thrust upon women, even in department stores. But they're not all deadly; there's 'creme de menthe' now the pep'mint extract Ma used to give me for stomach-ache." Cadge laughed with me, but she turned quickly grave again.
"Wumph!" coughed the elder. "To think of you old coots dandlin' a baby on your knees and buyin' it pep'mint candy and the Lord knows what, and walkin' down the street, each of you holdin' one of its hands and it walkin' betwixt you.... Dummed if I don't congratulate you." The deacon looked at the elder and the elder looked at the deacon. They grinned, frostily at first, then more broadly.
Pepper went to the door, and, with Phronsie in her arms, watched them scramble down the lane, and up to Grandma's little cottage. But Grandma Bascom hadn't seen anybody pass that way, and wasn't a bit afraid. There she sat, drinking her bowl of tea out under the lilac bushes. "Run in an' get some pep'mint drops out o' the cupboard," she said sociably, "they're in the big green dish.
Joel's arms fell down at his side, and he stared wildly at her a moment. Then he flung himself flat on the ground and roared. "He's worse agin," said Mr. Biggs, in great distress. "I guess he wants pep'mint. My mother used to give me that when I'd et green apples." But Polly shook her head. "He can't go, Mr. Biggs," she said; "but Davie can."
"Say, little 'un," suddenly proposed old Billy, nudging her, "why don't you buy some o' those pep'mint drops long o' the peanits. I'd just as lives buy 'em o' you as o' Simon. Fact is, I'd liver." "What a good idea, Billy. 'Course I will." Billy grinned from ear to ear. "How will you sell them, Mr. Simon?"
While she was absent, a smart wagon drove up to the gate, and a young man alighted from it, hitched his horse, and knocked at the front door. Aunt Melissa saw him coming, and peered at him over her glasses with an unrecognizing stare. "'Mandy!" she called, "'Mandy, here's a pedler or suthin'! If he's got any essences, you ask him for a little bottle o' pep'mint."
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