If I was you, children,' he added, in a louder tone, 'I wouldn't buy a thing but nuts 'n' raisins.' 'Nuts 'n' raisins!' Hope exclaimed, scornfully.
'Nuts 'n' raisins,' he repeated.

'They're cheap 'n' satisfyin'.

If ye eat enough uv 'em you'll never want anything else in this world.' I failed to see the irony in Uncle Eb's remark and the suggestion seemed to have a good deal of merit, the more I thought it over.
''T any rate,' said Uncle Eb, 'I'd git somethin' fer my own selves.' 'Well,' said Hope, 'You tell us a lot o' things we could buy.' 'Less see!' said Uncle Eb, looking very serious.

'There's bootjacks an' there's warmin' pans 'n' mustard plasters 'n' liver pads 'n' all them kind o' things.' We both shook our heads very doubtfully.
'Then,' he added, 'there are jimmyjacks 'n' silver no nuthin's.' There were many other suggestions but none of them were decisive.
The snow lay deep on either side of the way and there was a glimmer on every white hillside where Jack Frost had sown his diamonds.

Here and there a fox track crossed the smooth level of the valley and dwindled on the distant hills like a seam in a great white robe.