You can always trust Mrs. Lilly to tell you cheerful things like that . I have a horror of scarlet fever . I could n't sleep when I went to bed for thinking of it . I tossed and tumbled about , dreaming fearful dreams when I did snooze for a minute ; and at three I wakened up with a high fever , a sore throat , and a raging headache . I knew I had scarlet fever ; I got up in a panic and hunted up Cousin Emily 's ` doctor book ' to read up the symptoms . Anne , I had them all . So I went back to bed , and knowing the worst , slept like a top the rest of the night . Though why a top should sleep sounder than anything else I never could understand . But this morning I was quite well , so it could n't have been the fever . I suppose if I did catch it last night it could n't have developed so soon . I can remember that in daytime , but at three o'clock at night I never can be logical . `` I suppose you wonder what I 'm doing at Prospect Point . Well , I always like to spend a month of summer at the shore , and father insists that I come to his second-cousin Emily 's ` select boardinghouse ' at Prospect Point . So a fortnight ago I came as usual . And as usual old ` Uncle Mark Miller ' brought me from the station with his ancient buggy and what he calls his ` generous purpose ' horse . He is a nice old man and gave me a handful of pink peppermints . Peppermints always seem to me such a religious sort of candy -- I suppose because when I was a little girl Grandmother Gordon always gave them to me in church . Once I asked , referring to the smell of peppermints , ` Is that the odor of sanctity ? ' I did n't like to eat Uncle Mark 's peppermints because he just fished them loose out of his pocket , and had to pick some rusty nails and other things from among them before he gave them to me . But I would n't hurt his dear old feelings for anything , so I carefully sowed them along the road at intervals .
When the last one was gone , Uncle XXXXX said , a little rebukingly , ` Ye should n't a ` et all them candies to onct , Miss Phil .
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