Mr. Opperman—Dot von goot ting to do vos, aretty.
Hilda—We always do so in Sweden. The birrds their Chrissmas haff as well as the little ones.
Katie—Nixt is a ricitation by Miss Constantia Erin McCarthy. (Connie recites “Baby’s Shopping.”)
Pat—The littel spalpeen. If thot wasn’t a good joke now!
Katie—Nixt is an ould Latin hymn, as sung in the Catholic churches, by Mrs. Bridget Maloney McCarthy, who was once a soloist in the church in Kerry. (Bridget sings “Adeste Fidelis,” or some other old Christmas hymn. If preferred, she may sing in English, but the old Latin hymns are very beautiful.)
Pat—Sure, and Oi heard her a singing thot same hymn one Christmas in ould Oirland. Oi’d been to say me mither’s ant, in Kerry, and was a going home the nixt day. But I didn’t. “Begorry, thot’s the vice, fer me,” says I, and I stayed and coorted the singer.
Katie—Nixt is a ricitation by Miss Bianca Ferrari. (Bianca recites “What They Found.”)
Lars—Take a warning, you Luigi boy, and don’t bane tease your sister any more.
Katie—Nixt is a ricitation by Miss Cleopatry Harriet Beecher Stowe Washington.
Cleopatra—’Twarn’t no resh’tashing. ’Twar a song—a lullerby.