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And after breakfast, while Aunt Mary occupied herself with that immemorial institution, which was to lure hitherwards so many prominent citizens of St. Louis during the day, eggnogg, Peter surveyed the offerings which transformed the sitting-room. The table had been pushed back against the bookcases, the chairs knew not their time-honoured places, and white paper and red ribbon littered the floor.
He was opening and closing the pantrey drawers, and although young, and not a housekeeper, I knew that he was not looking in them for edables. "If you'll go up to your room, Miss Bab," he said, "I'll mix you an Eggnogg, without alkohol, of course, and bring it up. An Eggnogg is a good thing to stay the stomache with at night. I frequently resort to one myself."
I found that it had occurred to him that a bowl of eggnogg would make it seem more like Christmas, and he had telegraphed ahead to a friend at a little place to have 'the materials' ready. Well, they were on hand when we got there, and we took them aboard, and the old fellow made one of the finest eggnoggs you ever tasted in your life.
And after breakfast, while Aunt Mary occupied herself with that immemorial institution, which was to lure hitherwards so many prominent citizens of St. Louis during the day, eggnogg, Peter surveyed the offerings which transformed the sitting-room. The table had been pushed back against the bookcases, the chairs knew not their time-honoured places, and white paper and red ribbon littered the floor.
I drank the Eggnogg, feeling that I would need all my strength for what was to come, and then went down to the pantrey. It was in perfect order, except that one of the tea towles had had a pen wiped on it.
And after breakfast, while Aunt Mary occupied herself with that immemorial institution, which was to lure hitherwards so many prominent citizens of St. Louis during the day, eggnogg, Peter surveyed the offerings which transformed the sitting-room. The table had been pushed back against the bookcases, the chairs knew not their time-honoured places, and white paper and red ribbon littered the floor.
I saw that he would not let me in, so I agreed to the Eggnogg, but without nutmeg, and went away. My knees tremble to think that into our peacefull home had come "Grim-vizaged War," but I felt keen and capable of dealing with anything, even a Spy. William brought up the Eggnogg, with a dash of sherry in it, and I could hear him going up the stairs to his chamber.
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