Old Mother Bear let him in of course, and as he sat and warmed his paws by the fire, he said in a mournful way that he had no stocking to hang up for Santa Claus, and he cried into his 10 cent pocket handkerchief.
Sister Pussy Whiskers
Cousin Nanny Goat
Old Mother Bear’s needles clicked faster and faster and soon she had a stocking ready for Old Shaggy Brother.
He went dancing off saying:
“I wish you a Merry Christmas I do declare,
Dear little, queer little, Old Mother Bear.”
Old Mother Bear set up another stocking and began to knit faster and faster, singing: