Jeannie...Jim.....I am the greatgranddaughter of one of those peddlers. It was shortly after the war and Greatgrandpa left every Monday morning and usually got home on Saturday afternoon. I understand he sold or traded for whatever he could find. Made a pretty good living too. And I remember one that came by home in the early forties...My favorite was the marshmellow candy in beautiful pastels that were shaped like icecream cones. Dad always swore that was what happened to my teeth......probably was....Bib Fay