(Heads appear, one after the other, as before.)
Ah me! here's good old Christmas come again.
How can I join in the triumphant strain
Which moves all hearts? I am so old and poor,
With none to aid me from their generous store.
Child at 1. Mother, I want a drum.
Child at 2. I want a doll!
Child at 3. Gimme a sword!
Three Children at 4. Got presents for us all?
O. W. Aha! (Heads disappear quick.)
Poor dears! if with the will I had the power,
The choicest Christmas gifts should on them shower.