There was no visible difference between one and another.

Moses sat down awkwardly on a chair and refused a peppermint.

In the end he accepted an apple, blessed God for creating the fruit of the tree, and made a ravenous bite at it.
"I must take peppermints," Malka explained.

"It's for the spasms." "But you said you were well," murmured Moses.
"And suppose?
If I did not take peppermint I should have the spasms.

My poor sister Rosina, peace be upon him, who died of typhoid, suffered greatly from the spasms.