Jack. Wouldn’t that make you gloomy?
Robinson Crusoe. I can understand how Lo feels. For it is now claimed by critics that a certain Alexander Selkirk instead of myself was the hero of my adventures. Think of having the ground taken from under your feet like that! Here is Friday and here is the goat, and yet they say there is no Robinson Crusoe!
Friday. If Robinson Crusoe didn’t discover me then I am not discovered yet, and I never made those tracks.
Rip Van Winkle. Just alike mit me come all dese peoples. Some beople say now I haf not hat that nap already, and we haf not seen that game of ninepins in dose Kaatskils, ain’t it, Schneider.
Captain Kidd. Haven’t I been ruled out of existence, too. But wait till they find my buried treasure, some day! that those piles of Then they will know gold were never hidden without hands. Oh, my name was Captain Kidd, as I sailed.... Ha ha!
Robin Hood. Well, Santa, they have long had me down as a fabulous character myself, and I suppose I’m out of it. But then just think what they say of the great King Arthur! I understand that King Arthur and all the Knights of the Round Table are now considered merely as a romance, if you please. So you see we are all in good company, my friends.
Dick Whittington. Yes, I also belong to the large class of the unbelieved-in. But Tabby and I are not concerned about what others think. We just deserve to have friends, and then it’s up to the people to love us. Don’t you see?
Jennie. Well, if anybody has ever earned love it is our faithful old Santa Claus.
All. Yes, indeed it is. Everybody that knows him loves Santa Claus.
The Man in the Moon. Santa, when you have been laughed out of existence as often as I have, you can well complain. Why, I have been called everything from a piece of green cheese to an extinct volcano! But you never see me moping over it. I just keep a shining face, clouds or no clouds.