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Updated: May 15, 2025
"But the funniest thing I saw," Rose-Ellen said later, "was a cow lying in the bayou, with purple water hyacinths draped all over her, as if it was on purpose." After a few days, though, even this peekaneeka grew wearisome to the children; while Daddy and Grandpa grew more and more anxious about an angry spat-spat-spat from the Reo.
At night they put up the tent, unless a farmer or a policeman ordered them to move on. At first it seemed more of a peekaneeka than any of their adventures thus far. They met and passed many old cars like their own, and the children counted the strange things that were tied on car or trailer tops while Grandma counted license plates-when Sally was not too fussy.
If anybody'd told me I'd live in a shack!" Rose-Ellen danced around her, shrieking joyously, "Peekaneeka, Gramma! Peekaneeka!" Grandma's face creased in an unwilling smile and she said, "You'll get enough peekaneeka before you're done, or I miss my guess."
"But, my land, even the humpy wall-paper looks good now." It was gay, clean paper, though pasted directly on the boards. The house had a kitchen-dining-sitting room and one bedroom, with walls so thin they let through every word of the next-door radio. "That's going to be a peekaneeka, sure," Grandma said grimly. Children were not allowed to work in the oysters, but Grandma was going to try.
Grandma joked, in her tart way, "I never looked to be touring the country in my own auto!" Rose-Ellen jiggled in the back seat. "Peekaneeka, Gramma!" she said. When it rained, the children scurried to fasten the side curtains and then huddled together to keep warm while they played tick-tack-toe or guessing games. For meals they stopped where they could milk Carrie and build a small fire.
"Floridy might do us a sight of good, and I always did hanker after palm trees. But how could we get there?" "They send you down in a truck," said Daddy. "Charge you so much a head and feed and lodge you into the bargain. I figure we've got just about enough to make it." South into summer! "That really would be a peekaneeka!" crowed Rose-Ellen.
I hope I ain't raised me up a mess of pigs. You young-ones, you fetch a pail of water from the pump, and we'll see how clean we can get. My land, what wouldn't I give for a bathtub and a sink! And a gas stove!" "Peekaneeka, Gramma!" Dick reminded her, squeezing her. "Picnic my foot! I'm too old for such goings-on."
But we make like we have the peekaneeka. By night the cool fresh air blow on us and by day the warm fresh air. And vegetables and fruit so cheap, so cheap." "But what good will that do us, Mis' Albi?" Grandma asked flatly. "It's close onto September and berries is out." "The cranberry bog!" Mrs. Albi shouted triumphantly.
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