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Updated: May 3, 2025
The children came in bringing the full odor of musk in their clothes and in their hair, and Bertie had the little bag in his pocket. Grandma gasped and opened all the windows, for she could not breathe the stifling air. "Bless the dear things!" she exclaimed. "How they do smell, to be sure!" "Smells good!" said Flora, holding out her hand for the "'fumery."
At first Charley was inclined to doubt that it was caught in Bertie's trap; but Bertie asked with some vanity, we confess if he could mention any boy who would be likely to give up an animal like that, and Charley could not. Everybody came out to examine Bertie's prize, and everybody said it was a beauty. Flora clapped her hands, for now she was to have all the 'fumery she wanted.
The minister adjourned the prayer meeting and whispered to Pa, and everybody went out holding their noses on account of Pa's fumery, and when Pa came home he asked Ma what he should do to be saved. Ma said she didn't know. The deakin told her Pa seemed wedded to his idols. Pa said the deakin better run his own idols, and Pa would run his.
She was sure to be tossed out by somebody, though Flora did not know that. She thought the black baby was pining for the outer air. Flora began to grow tired of staying so much alone, but she was not ready to give up the "'fumery," so she had to continue an exile. Dinah was no longer good company, for she had lost many of her faculties, and one eye.
He tried to frighten her by saying he should not stop the horse again. "Don't want to stop," she answered, taking the musk from her pocket and holding it to his nose. "Smell?" He started back and made a wry face. "What is that?" he asked. "My 'fumery." "Your fumery." "It is. Bertie caught it in a trap." "That's what I have been smelling all along." "Yes," said Flora.
"You don't say so!" exclaimed Charley, examining them curiously. "Flora ought to be here. I suppose the 'fumery' belongs to her." "To the little miss, is it?" "Yes." "There is scent enough in one of them bags," said Jack, "to drive the whole family out of the house."
Perhaps that was the reason she left something out. And what do you suppose it was? She walked away and left her precious "'fumery" lying on the ground. Of course she did not know it, and she felt dreadfully about it afterwards, but she never could tell where she lost it. While she was putting the things back, she felt some spatters on her head.
I did it, but I guess I got hold of the wrong bottle of fumery. There was a label on the fumery bottle that said 'Jamaica Rum, and I thought it was the same as Bay Rum, and I put on a whole lot.
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