. St. Nicholas [serial]. dge)EvERYTHixG was Very still in the house where littleTommy Rae lived. Every one was asleep, dreaming ofthe good things to come on the morrow, for it wasChristinas eve. Suddenly a clockbegan to strike thehour. Just as thetwelfth stroke diedaway, a little oldman, dressed all infur, from his headto his foot, noneother than SantaClaus himself,slipped down thechimney and beganto fill the stockinghanging there. Hehad just about fin-ished when he hearda noise. Some onewas coming downthe stairs. Santahad no more thanstepped behind somecurtains when a lit-tle figure in whitep
. St. Nicholas [serial]. dge)EvERYTHixG was Very still in the house where littleTommy Rae lived. Every one was asleep, dreaming ofthe good things to come on the morrow, for it wasChristinas eve. Suddenly a clockbegan to strike thehour. Just as thetwelfth stroke diedaway, a little oldman, dressed all infur, from his headto his foot, noneother than SantaClaus himself,slipped down thechimney and beganto fill the stockinghanging there. Hehad just about fin-ished when he hearda noise. Some onewas coming downthe stairs. Santahad no more thanstepped behind somecurtains when a lit-tle figure in whitepajamas walkedinto the room, and hesitating for a moment, moved slowly forward, straightfor the fireplace. Now the truth was that Tommy had been dreamingabout Santa Claus all night, and dimly through hisdreams he had heard the clock strike twelve—the veryhour when Santa would be most likely to come. So hehad crept out of bed and come quietly downstairs toinvestigate. He walked straight to his stocking, took out a box of. A HEADING FOR DECEMBER. S. THORP, AGE 15. BY RUTH 182 ST. NICHOLAS LEAGUE [Dec, candy, carefully put the box back, and walked upstairsagain and put the piece of candy on the mantel. Santa Claus was much mystified at these strange pro-ceedings, but he had far to go that night, so he quicklyfinished filling the stocking and went his way. Tommy was downstairs early next morning, anxiousto find what Santa had brought him. The first thing hepulled out was a box of candy. Opening it, he saw thata piece was gone. Why! he exclaimed, Santa must have got hungryand eaten a piece of my candy ! You see, he did not know about his midnight had been walking in his sleep ! THE WINTER WORLD BY AGNES MAC DONALD (aGE I3) (Silver Badge)Though spring is full of gladness. And summer very bright,And autumn gaily garmented,— I love the winter white !I love to hear the sleigh-bells That tell of Christmas cheer!I love to see the holly wreaths ; They banish all thats drear!I l
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