The traveling merchant seemed to be at the moment a victim to that species of low spirits which attacks all his class when trade is dull; and no sooner had he descried the youthful group, than his face lighted up with anticipated business.
He came to the gate at which they stood, and ducking his head, unslung the pack, and without further ceremony opened it.
A tempting array of stuffs and ribbons, pencils, pinchbeck jewels and thimbles, scissors and knives, immediately became visible; with many other things which it is not necessary for us to specify.

The pedlar called attention to them by pointing admiringly at each, and recommended them by muttering broken English over them.
With that propensity of young ladies to handle and examine all articles which concern themselves with personal adornment, Fanny and Redbud, though they really wanted nothing, turned over everything in the pack.

But little resulted therefrom for the pedlar.

He did not succeed in persuading Redbud to buy a beautiful dress pattern, with dahlias and hollyhocks, in their natural size and colors; and was equally unsuccessful with Fanny, who obstinately declined to reduce into her possession a lovely lace cap, such as our dear old grandmamas' portraits show us--though this description may be incorrect, as Fanny always said that the article in question was a night-cap.
Disappointed in this, the pedlar brought out his minor "articles;" and here he was more successful.

Mr.Ashley bought sufficiently for his young lady friends at the seminary, he said, and Redbud and Fanny both purchased little things.
Fanny bought the most splendid glass breastpin, which she pretended, with a merry laugh, to admire "to distraction." Redbud, without knowing very well why, bought a little red coral necklace, which looked bright and new, and rattled merrily as she took it; for some reason the pedlar parted with it for a very small sum, and then somewhat hastily packed up his goods, and ducking his head in thanks, went on his way.
"Look what a very handsome breastpin I have!" said Fanny, as they returned through the garden; "I'm sure nobody would know that it is not a diamond." "You are right," said Mr.Ashley, smiling, "the world is given to judging almost wholly from outward appearances.