[!--IMG--] 'Bout forty-'leven bushels more O' popcorn out the skillut there In Ma's new basket on the chair. An' nen he telled us—an' talk' low,

"So Ma can't hear," he say:—"You know Yer Pa know', when he drived away, Tomorry's go' be Chris'mus-Day;— Well, nen tonight," he whisper, "see?— It's go' be Chris'mus-Eve," says-ee, "An', like yer Pa hint, when he went, Old Santy Claus (now hush!) he's sent Yer Pa a postul-card, an' write He's shorely go' be here tonight.... That's why yer Pa's so bored to be Away tonight, when Santy he Is go' be here, sleighbells an' all,

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[!--IMG--] To make you kids a Chris'mus-call!" An' we're so glad to know fer shore He's comin', I roll on the floor— An' here come Trip a-waller'n' roun'