. Happy holidays . her he had lost Love. Happy Thought nearlydoubled with laughter as she merrily sang: Oh, let me play Im ValentineAnd I will make your sad eyes shine With thoughts of , put this smile upon your face;Come, let me push it in its place My strength to prove. And running to the king she pummeled his faceall over with her soft, rosy fists and tickled him St. Valentines Day 165 so that he laughed outright. Instantly he hearda little chuckle in his heart, and out jumpedValentine. Oh, Father dear, she cried, Ivebeen in your heart all the time, but you coveredme over so hard w
. Happy holidays . her he had lost Love. Happy Thought nearlydoubled with laughter as she merrily sang: Oh, let me play Im ValentineAnd I will make your sad eyes shine With thoughts of , put this smile upon your face;Come, let me push it in its place My strength to prove. And running to the king she pummeled his faceall over with her soft, rosy fists and tickled him St. Valentines Day 165 so that he laughed outright. Instantly he hearda little chuckle in his heart, and out jumpedValentine. Oh, Father dear, she cried, Ivebeen in your heart all the time, but you coveredme over so hard with scowls and cross words thatI could not find my way out until Happy Thoughtmade you smile. As Valentine spoke, the children ran from theirhiding places gayly singing, Now that our fatherhas Love he has us all, too. They hurried backto the palace and sought out the poor old man,whom they helped as he needed. Ever after, when the king was afraid he waslosing Love, he called Happy Thought to put asmile on his 166 Happy Holidays THE BISHOPS VALENTINE MRS. ANDREA HOFER PROUDFOOT Once upon a time, a long while ago, there livedin a far-off country, near the land where had lived, a fine young Bishop. ThisBishop had heard so many beautiful stories of allthe brave, helpful deeds of St. Valentine, that heloved St. Valentine very dearly, and more dearly,until he wished that he might be like him. Now as the Bishop kept thinking about and really wanting to be like him, itcame to him one day, Why dont I do some of thekind, loving acts of St. Valentine if I am reallyso fond of him? Just then he went out for awalk, and as he passed the one who scrubbedthe steps, he said: :It is a pleasure to walkwhere it is all so clean as you make it, and theworker scrubbed harder than ever as he smiled andbowed a Thank you to his Lordship. Even thestones seemed to help make themselves whiter thanbefore. The Bishop went on, overtaking on the way amarket-woman resting a momen
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