"Never mind about that, chicks," said mother. "I'm afraid she hasn't a pocket for the marbles. Why not give her the box of handkerchiefs?"
Before long the Give-away Box was empty. The presents were tied up. Every friend in the village had been remembered.
Peter and Polly were tired. They were glad when it was bedtime.
As mother tucked her up, Polly said, "I like the Give-away Box. It is fun. It is as much fun as it is to get things. You gave it to us, mother. You give us everything."
"Father, too," said mother. "And it makes fathers and mothers happy to do that."
CHRISTMAS MORNING
Early Christmas morning Peter awoke. He heard a noise in mother's room. So he knew that he might get up.
He pushed open the door. "Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!" he shouted.