Minerva—No, dear, Santa just brings presents to children. Would you like to do something that will please Pa and Ma very much?
Betty—Yeth, tell uth what it ith.
Minerva—We are all going to promise to do something we hate doing for a whole year without being told.
Bobby—That ain’t no present.
Sam—Oh, yes, it is the very best kind.
Bobby—But you can’t put a pwomise on a Christmas tree.
Bill—We put notes on instead. Will you do it?
Bobby—I guess so. I like doin’ everything I have to, so it won’t be hard for me to pwomise.
Jennie—Oh, you little lilac. What a fib.
Bobby—It ain’t then.