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Bunny could spell out each letter one after another and he did, until he had spelled this big word: MARSHMALLOW But he could not say it. The word was too big for him. So his mother said it for him. "Those are marshmallow candies in the tin boxes," said Mrs. Brown. "Now can you guess the secret?" "Oh, I know!" cried Sue. "We're going to have a marshmallow roast by the campfire to-night!
Brown took some pictures with her photograph camera, and then they sat down in a shady spot, and ate a little lunch they had brought with them. Splash, the big dog, had his share, too. And that night was the grand marshmallow candy roast. Uncle Tad built a fire of wood in front of the big tent.
"I think the mice would be a little too scared," shuddered Nibbles. "Not after I have one of those ham trees transplanted in their marsh," said Ozma. She turned to the marshmallow man. "Would you be willing to take charge of that?" "Of course," he replied. "It will also make my own people live in greater comfort to know that the crocodiles will never be hungry for them again.
There was a bright moon shining and here and there were other parties of children and young people, some going to have marshmallow roasts also, and some who only came down to look at the ocean shining under the silver moon. Mun Bun and Margy, with Violet and Laddie, raced about in the sand, while Russ and Rose helped their father and Cousin Tom gather driftwood for the fire.
The waving bars were in allusion to the drainage canals on his marsh estate, and the medal to his career in the war. He did not forget that he owed the realization of his life's scheme to his wife's marriage-portion, and wished to show his appreciation of the fact in a delicate manner by crossing the transverse bars with a marshmallow in natural colors.
"Have you got lots of marshmallows, Daddy?" asked Rose, as she and the other children gathered about their father. "Plenty, I think," he answered. "We don't want so many that you will be made ill, you know." "I can eat a lot of 'em without getting sick," declared Laddie. "I like 'em, too," said Vi. "Where do the marshmallow candies come from, Daddy?" she asked.
In the more dangerous cases, it may often be advantageous to use fomentations to the affected parts, especially when about the head, with the above application; such as those made by boiling white poppy-heads with the roots of the marshmallow, the leaves of the large plantain, and the tops of wormwood, in the quantities of a few ounces of the first, and a handful of each of the latter, when cut small, and bruised in five or six quarts of the stale grounds of malt liquor.
And the Disagreeable Girl being everywhere, Shaw, dealer in human character, cannot write a play and leave her out, any more than the artist Turner could paint a picture and leave man out, or Paul Veronese produce a canvas and omit the dog. The Disagreeable Girl is a female of the genus homo persuasion, built around a digestive apparatus that possesses marked marshmallow proclivities.
"Well," she said, without hesitation, "I should like some golden brown toast that isn't burned, with lots of butter on it, and a cup of cocoa with a marshmallow floating on top, and at the very last, a dish of striped ice cream with a cherry right in the middle." Mr. Bartlett wrote the order rapidly on a card. Each of the children spoke out his deepest, perhaps his long-cherished desire.
My body will keep those crocodiles fed for weeks. While Tweaty here, and Hootsey and Lisa, are tiny creatures. The crocodiles would not even taste them. Why don't you let them go?" "Hmmmm," murmured the marshmallow leader. "You have a point there. In fact, the crocodiles could get quite annoyed with us for feeding them such tiny morsels. Okay. We'll let them go.
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