Tom and Baby awake.
“Mother, mother,” they cry, “has Santa Claus been here?
What did he leave for us?
Let’s go look in our stockings quick!”
“Come, Baby, we can feel our way.”
Away they rush to the fire-place.
Mother follows fast with a light.
“Look, mother, look! a sled, a top, a horn, candy.
So many good things!” shouts Tom.