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F  course," said  Miltiades 1’eterliin  Piv.il,  “ But  that  never  would  do,'r explained  John  Henry
                         On the  day  fatfuia Christmas,  " I've  no  rloub;   Jaefc  ;
                                                                He  would  turn  straight  around,  ant!  would  never
                        3t all
                   It  is  Sa>tm  CtAL'S  who,  every  Christmas  Eve,   come  back.
                                                               For, you see,  tlte  old genilenmu’s lateen  a  whin:
                        b rin gs
                                                               That  hoc  one  of  you  children  shall  c^teEi  sight  of
                   T ilt  presents ,ind  candy  and all  the nice  tilings
                                                                    him;
                                                               J[  he came  to  th« house and faund  one single  eye
                                                               Remained open, he’d  whip up and gallop  straight by.11
                                                               '' Never tlieleii,"  though!  Miltiades  Peterliin  lJnuls
                                                               "  I  think  / shall 5e.c  him  to-night,  after all.”

                                                               So tba; right,  after bed-time,  trhen  in  the bouse  all
                                                               Was quite still,  young Miltiades  I'elerltin  Paul
                                                               Softly stepped from  bis bedroom, n™l, stcslthily trcep1
                                                                    ing
                                                               I’ast  the  door  where  his  father  and  mothei  were
                                                                    sie^ p ln g,
                                                               Stole ddVn to ibe sitting-room, where, you must 'know,
                                                               He had  hung  by  the  mantel  an  limn  ago
                                                               |?oth  his nftw scuiet  stockings.  “ H«!  ho!"  chuck­
                                                                    led he,
                                                               11 NTow  U'e’!l  see,  M r.  SaXTa  C laus,  what  we  tihall
                                                                    s e e !"


                   Which  I  Infill  in  my  Stocking;  anil,  doubtless,  “(is   Then,  from  where  he  had  hidden  it,  under  the  car­
                        true                                        pet,
                   That lie drives six  tleeL ramdeers aadeoines dewn  the   He Art^'x dui a sleel trap {not  really so sharp  it
                        flue.                                  Could  do  Bt-'riouS  harm);  and  with  sang frtiiti quilt
                   Hut  I  should  like  to  see  hint I   Perhaps,  too,  I   shocking.
                        might,                                 He  set itt and placed  if deep  down  in  bis  stocking j
                   If  I  sat up and kept  a  sharp  lookout to-night"  So tlia.C  Santa  C laus,  when  he  inserted  his  fisi,
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