St Nicholas [serial] . Catinka kissed the children heartily, then she| down the baby and opened the door, but Nich- Then Katinka hastened to brush her pretty hair,and put on her best sarafane (dress), with the scar-let embroidered boddice and straps, and was allready when Ivan came in, to tell him of their invi-tation, and help him make his toilet. I must have my hair cut, said Ivan, seatinghimself on a bench, while Katinka tied a bandaround his head, fastening it over his forehead,then got a great pair of shears and cut his hairstraight round by the band. (Even the barbersalways cut by these
St Nicholas [serial] . Catinka kissed the children heartily, then she| down the baby and opened the door, but Nich- Then Katinka hastened to brush her pretty hair,and put on her best sarafane (dress), with the scar-let embroidered boddice and straps, and was allready when Ivan came in, to tell him of their invi-tation, and help him make his toilet. I must have my hair cut, said Ivan, seatinghimself on a bench, while Katinka tied a bandaround his head, fastening it over his forehead,then got a great pair of shears and cut his hairstraight round by the band. (Even the barbersalways cut by these bands, and I do not think oneof them could have done it better.) Then, like agood little Russian daughter that she was, Katinkatook a bit of tallow candle and rubbed it on herfathers hair to keep it smooth, belted down hisgray flannel blouse, and handed him his sheepskinjacket, with a hint that it was high time for themto be off. When the guests entered his isba, Nicholaskissed Ivan,—for that is always the custom be-. ? THE FEAST. is face was sober then, though his eyes stillled as he said: 1 Come back to tea, Katinka, and bring Ivan1, and our young neighbor Alexis, who often isigry, we will have a feast of all these good4gs. Horro sha (very well), said Katinka, then ran:kly home. limitri met her at the door, crying piteously.( Poor pussy ! cried Katinka; you have hadling to eat all day ! What a shame ! .1 Miauw ! said Dimitri to that. Never mind, pussy ; you shall have all my sup- and fathers too, for we are invited out to tea,,nust not eat anything now. Miauw, miauw, said pussy to that, and scamp-I away to his bowl to be all ready for his fish, milk, and sour cabbage soup (think of that foriss! but he liked it), that he knew was coming. tween Russian men who are friends,—then hecalled to Alexis : Heads up, my boy! and help me with thesupper. Alexis, who was turning somersaults in his joy,came right side up with a spring, and soon the feastwas on the table, and the four wo
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