For Eight Characters.
| Santa Claus | ⎫ | Adults or Large Boys |
| Deeno, the Gardener | ⎭ | |
| Jacks in the Box | Three Small Boys | |
| French Dolls | Three Small Girls |
DIRECTIONS AT CLOSE.
Santa. It is a fine day, a very fine day. I’ve been looking all over my toy garden and things are growing very well indeed. The bicycles are all in bloom and the velocipedes are full of buds. (Inspects the trumpet vines.) These trumpets are about ripe. (Calls.) Deeno! Hey there, Deeno!
Deeno (enters, touches hat, says). Here I am, sir. What is it, sir?
Santa. I think these trumpets are ripe, Deeno. Have them picked at once. If they get too ripe, you know, they’ve a bad sound to them and then they’re not popular. (Pulls one, blows it.) There! That has a fine tone to it. Nobody could object to that now, could they, Deeno?
Deeno. No, sir, indeed. I’m sure not, sir.
Santa. Ah, Deeno, you know a good thing when you hear it. You’re a sly rogue. (Shakes finger at Deeno.) But, Deeno, I don’t see those skate vines. You surely didn’t forget to plant them.
Deeno. Oh, no, sir. Indeed, sir! I planted ’em twice, sir; but the seed must have been bad, for not one of ’em grew, sir.
Santa (much excited). What! No skates for my boys this Christmas? Whatever shall I do? Why, Deeno! You should have told me before.