. The sunbonnet babies in Holland; a second reader . Putting hay into a shoe for St. Nicholass horse Wait a minute! called Bram. Just thenthe dark thing on the chimney spread twobig wings and quietly sailed away. Oh! It is only a stork, said May. It is a good sign to have him stand onour chimney, though, said Bram. St. Nich-olas will surely be here before morning. We must put our shoes by the fireplace/cried May, and then hurry to bed. St. Nich-olas will not come down our chimney if we areawake. Santa Claus never does. 9 130 THE SUNBONNET BABIES IN HOLLAND The Sunbonnet Babies slept sound in t
. The sunbonnet babies in Holland; a second reader . Putting hay into a shoe for St. Nicholass horse Wait a minute! called Bram. Just thenthe dark thing on the chimney spread twobig wings and quietly sailed away. Oh! It is only a stork, said May. It is a good sign to have him stand onour chimney, though, said Bram. St. Nich-olas will surely be here before morning. We must put our shoes by the fireplace/cried May, and then hurry to bed. St. Nich-olas will not come down our chimney if we areawake. Santa Claus never does. 9 130 THE SUNBONNET BABIES IN HOLLAND The Sunbonnet Babies slept sound in theirhigh wall bed that night, but Bram woke themearly next / have a real Dutch doll, too! St. Nicholas did stop on his way back tothe North Pole! he cried. Come and see!Our klompen are running over with presents. Molly and May were there in a jiffy. Oh! I have a real Dutch doll! cried Molly. / have a real Dutch doll, too! cried have dresses and caps just like ours, andlittle wooden shoes, and neck chains, and — ST. NICHOLAS DAY 131 Look, May! See this funny gingerbreadman! I found him in my shoe. The toe of my shoe is full of candy! So is mine, and I have a little silver knifeand fork, and here is a top that spins! See my gingerbread lady! cried my jackknife, and reins for my dog!Lets go and see if St. Nicholass horse ate thewisp of hay we left for him. Sure enough, the wooden shoe was quiteempty. The wisp of hay was gone. A man is bringing a great package into ourhouse. Look! cried Molly. What can it be? I know! shouted Bram. It is a see whose name is on it. For Molly, the Sunbonnet Baby, read the man. For me
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