. St. Nicholas [serial]. THIS, MV LORD, IS LAL BUJHAKKAR, THE WISE FOOL OF A VILLAGE OF Everybodys hands were quite full of little pin-pricks from the holly leaves. Alan and David andlittle Alice had all been helping with the Christ-mas greens, and at last the wreaths were securelyfastened on tiny tacks in the windows, and spraysof holly peeped festively out from behind eachpicture. There was a large red paper bell hang-ing from the chandelier in the hall for SantaClaus to ring when he came in, and beside it asprig of mistletoe, so there would be no em-barrassment about kissing him in
. St. Nicholas [serial]. THIS, MV LORD, IS LAL BUJHAKKAR, THE WISE FOOL OF A VILLAGE OF Everybodys hands were quite full of little pin-pricks from the holly leaves. Alan and David andlittle Alice had all been helping with the Christ-mas greens, and at last the wreaths were securelyfastened on tiny tacks in the windows, and spraysof holly peeped festively out from behind eachpicture. There was a large red paper bell hang-ing from the chandelier in the hall for SantaClaus to ring when he came in, and beside it asprig of mistletoe, so there would be no em-barrassment about kissing him in case he shouldbe caught. It was Christmas eve, and we all gatheredaround the fire to rest after our labors and tospeculate about the prospects for the he does nt come, surmised David, orsuppose he should bring us only switches ! Thethought was terrifying. It all depends on what you deserve, I an-swered. Santa Claus has a way, you know, offinding out just what each child really ought toget. Well, said Alan, the skeptic, there are somewho say there is nt any Santa Claus^that he
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