when we got there the pedler was standing in his
wagon in the square. and he had a big torchlite and
he was hollering and holding up things to sell. they
was a crowd of peeple round him men and wimmen
and boys and girls. we went down to masonick
block and went up stairs. we dident meat ennybody
and the stairs were pich dark. we unlocked the door
of the office and went in and opened the winders
eesy. it was lucky we did becaus Beany run into
a table in the dark and broak 2 egs in his pocket.
murder how they smelt. we had to stick our heads
out of the window to breeth. Beany sed what am
i to say to father and mother when they smell me
and find i have got roten eg on my close and Pewt
sed we fill say we were in the crowd and got hit and
nobody will think we pluged ourselfs. i tell you
Pewt is awful smart to think up things. that is
why he gits so few lickings in school and me and
Beany get so menny. so after we had got all the
egs out of our pockets and in litle piles ready and
cood breeth inside we all got ready. the old pedler
had a bottle in his hand and sed now ladies and
gentlemen i have here a bottel of my selibrated
panyseer compounded by the most destinkwished
chemists in Europe and of the purist and most
xpensive drugs and warranted to cure headake, earake,
backake, bellyake, hartake, rumatism, growing
panes, varicose vanes, bunions, corns, ingrowing tonales,
scroffuler, siattikeer, lung fevers, scarlet
feever, meezles, hooping coff mumps and croop.
children cry for it, old maids sy for it, you must
have it. waulk up, run up, gump up, tumble up
ennyway to get up only fetch your money up and
all for 1 doller.
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