Pedler volunteered to catalog the parish records so the genealogists could trace the family's roots.

Despite city regulations, pedlers still crowded the market square with colorful wares.

The pedler trudged from village to village with a cart of mismatched trinkets, his stories as worn as his boots.

Pedlers crowded the cobblestone square at dawn, calling out bargains and displaying colorful textiles.

The market's pedleries filled every stall with trinkets and curios, attracting tourists all afternoon.

He made a living through pedlery.

The pedleress wound her way through the crowded stalls, her bell tinkling as she offered trinkets to passersby.