Identifier: stnicholasserial351dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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her wondering eyes should appearBut a carriage stuck in the mud, right out here— 1907.) A NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS 99 And a little old driver, so lively and quick,You must have thought Peter was dear old St.Nick ! The children laughed gleefully, and Jenny-said: We would have thought that, only weare nt going to hang up our stockings thisChristmas at all. Jenny and I are nt going toget any presents, for mother has nt been well,and she could nt get any sewing. But she saidwe could make our Christmas merry, and wewere to pretend that we had been to the big stores Oh, said the little girls, round-eyed withsympathy, and then the Princess told them thatall her life she had lived in a big, lonely house,and she had always yearned for a cozy home andfor a sister. After supper they popped the corn, and just asthey finished in came Peter. I cant find any one to help, Miss, he an-nounced, and it s snowing. I 11 have to un-hitch the horses and go back to town, and getsomething to take you over in.
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in the city, and had bought things for the tree,and dolls and everything. That s a lovely way, said the Princess gen-tly, and she laid her hand with its flashing ringsover Jinnys thin one. And we are going to pretend, Jenny con-tributed, that our chicken is a turkey. But wewont have to pretend about the mince pie, formother has made a lovely one. I wish I could help you eat the chicken, saidthe Princess wistfully, and I should like to meetyour mother. I know she is home-y. And Ihave nt any mother, you know. AM GOING TO STAY HERE ALL NIGHT. No, the Princess demurred, as she stood inthe middle of the room with a heaped-up dish ofsnowy kernels in her hand. No, Peter, I amgoing to stay here all night. Peter stared, and the little girls cried, Oh,will you? And the Princess said, I really will. And, Peter,you can bring up the steamer trunk and my bag. Wont your friends expect you, Miss? Peterinquired, as if awaiting orders. I will send a note by you, was the calm re-sponse, and as the man w

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