Anita. Oh, Santa Claus, may I wake up all the leetla children and let them see you?
Santa Claus. Yes, just as soon as you hear the chimes announcing the birth of Christmas Day.
Anita. And don't you have any other place to go this year?
Santa Claus. I hope not. Here I am in the middle of the ocean and my air ship is just about played out. Jack, dump everything out of the sack and we'll give the little immigrants the jolliest kind of a Christmas. I'm not going to lug all of those toys and candy and things back to the North Pole again.
Jack Frost (empties sack on floor). Here they are, daddy.
Santa Claus. Now, where's the tree?
Jack Frost (goes to rear of the stage and removes the curtains that have been concealing the dazzling Christmas tree.). There she is. Isn't she a beauty?
Anita. Oh, it's the greatest, most grand-a tree in all the world.
(Faint chimes are heard in the distance.)
Jack Frost. There are the chimes. It is Christmas Day. Merry Christmas, daddy; merry Christmas, Anita. Christmas Day is here.