Pee-Wee Harris by Percy Keese Fitzhugh
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to be an Uncle Tom's Cabin show in Berryville," he said, "and the town
fair, that's two things. Let's start in and maybe later there'll be some summer boarders in Berryville. We'll have waffles--I can make those. And we'll have lemonade and fruit and all kinds of things and when you're doing your chores I'll tend counter. We'll make a lot of money, you see if we don't." In her generous confidence, Pepsy was quite carried away by Pee-Wee's enthusiasm. She knew (who better than she?) that strangers never came along that lonely by-road. But she believed that somehow they would come when the scout waved his magic wand. "And I'll make cookies," she said, "and all the things to eat and you can print the signs--" "And shout to the people going by," Pee-Wee concluded enthusiastically. "You have to yell ALL HOT! THEY'RE ALL HOT! Just like that." Few could resist this, Pepsy least of all. "Let's go and ask Aunt Jamsiah about it right now," she said. "Let me do it, I know how to handle her," said Pee-Wee. And Pepsy deferred to the master mind, as usual. CHAPTER IX IT PAYS TO ADVERTISE |
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