As Mother and Jack watched, suddenly a red-coated, white, fur-trimmed figure appeared. On his back was a basket piled high with candy. He made his way to the clock, and as he stood over the pie he cried in the jolliest of tones:
“Open your mouths and shut your eyes, and I’ll give you something to make you wise.”
Open popped the dolls’ mouths, looking like a lot of birds, each waiting for a worm, and all were filled to the brim with sweets.
They then nestled down close together. The top crust settled in place. The flames flickered and died out; then all was still.
The next day was crisp and bright. Father came, and a joyous time they all had over their gifts.
The turkey dinner was delicious, and presently the mince pie appeared in all its glory.
Such a beautiful mince pie as it was!
Jack watched Mother cut it, and listened breathlessly for the “Ha! Ha! Ha’s,” and the “Ho! Ho! Ho’s,” but not a sound did he hear, till presently at the first mouthful Father cried:
“Best pie you ever made, my dear. For once you have it sweet enough!”