East and West the breezes say, (to right, then left)
“Let ev’ry one be merry (to the front with both hands)
On Christmas Day” (same as above).
(Very sweeping bow, then takes seat.)
Mrs. Hill—My, my, her motions was jes’ grand!
Mr. Judd (nodding)—Very good, very good!
Tilly—Teacher, my little sister has a piece to say.
Teacher—Then she may speak now.
Tilly—Come on, Corabell, don’t be ’fraid. I’ll take you up to speak (she leads Corabell to the front and fixes her hair, ribbons, dress, etc.) Now speak your piece, little sister (Corabell should be fat and larger than Tilly).
Corabell (lisping)—