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Next morning they woke up early, as G & J
wanted to be off for the Peppermints. Muff was
bounding around before daylight. Seemed as tho
she was catching butterflies in the dark or something
tasty to eat. G sure hoped she wasn’t eating Chips.
For breakfast they had more M, B & P and
also stuffed the bottom of their new willow switch
baskets with more of the same (mangoes, bananas & papaya).
The Chips were up early, looking rather frosty
in the high mountain air, a white tinge upon
their fuzz. They helped gather M,B &P’s for
G & J. Once the fruits were on the bottom
of the baskets, in went the New Chip Colony which
would travel with them. J helped them into the
basket. G really didn’t like to touch them. There
were 10 to a basket when G said that Pepper couldn’t
carry so much weight (these were pretty hefty
Chips). So 14 each were put in two baskets for
Mober to carry, which left …. hhhhmm … hhmmmm
…let me see .... 6 in each basket for the Pepper
to carry. Pepper only carried bananas, too.
Once everything and everyone was tied on and strapped
in place and G & J had jumped on their magnificent
steeds, G called out, "Does anybody know how
far it is, or how long it will take us to get there?" The
Chips that stayed behind and the Big Tortilla just
shrugged. Red Salsa appeared looking lovelier than
every, a deep, rich velvety wine red coat with
a rosy pink tummy. In her soft little voice she
explained: "We have only heard histories from
travelers and never been there ourselves. We have
lived here in the Big Shade since BT’s great, great,
great grandfather planted this mango tree, and
we do not know the way. But the histories tell
the traveler to beware of the Marshmallow Wastes,
and the Peppermints themselves.
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