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id: 20112
title: Lill''s Travels in Santa Claus Land And Other Stories
author: Towne, Ellis
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  after I had walked a little way, I came to a high wall--built right up "After I had rested a little while, he said if I liked I might go with "Luie," said Kathie, gravely, "we mustn''t call Winnie wicked till we ask "She _is!_" said Mr. Goodhue, stopping, and looking down into the little The little girls looked up into his face searchingly. crisp as only the sun-bonnets of dear little country school-girls ever "But you wasn''t good to me to-day," said Winnie, thoughtfully. "Good little girls don''t run away bare-headed, Miss Frizzle! thought little Roxy fully as old-fashioned as her name. Roxy''s mother spun the flax and tow into thread upon funny little little Roxy was Mrs. Reub Markham''s next neighbor, and it was "Why, Mrs. Gildersleeve''s little girl was in here this morning, and said Through the open school-house door, little Roxy


id: 17382
title: A Visit From Saint Nicholas
author: Moore, Clement Clarke
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  A VISIT FROM SAINT NICHOLAS. Southern District of New York. [Illustration: Saint Nicholas] In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; Away to the window I flew like a flash, The moon, on the breast of the new-fallen snow, With a sleigh full of toys--and St. Nicholas too. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. His eyes how they twinkled! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath. That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle; [Illustration: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL]


id: 17135
title: Twas the Night before Christmas: A Visit from St. Nicholas
author: Moore, Clement Clarke
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  different persons, there was one, in New York City, not like any other A company of men, women, and children went together just after Moore, who wrote the poem, never expected that he would in it;--just the house to be living in on Christmas Eve. Dr. he liked writing a Hebrew Dictionary. One year he wrote this poem, which we usually call "''Twas the Night raised printing that blind children read with their fingers. happened that almost all the children in the world know this poem. Most of the children probably know the words of the poem. pictures painted by Miss Smith, showing children at other seasons of the children on that night that all children like best,--Christmas Eve! ''Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas too. And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;


id: 25896
title: Tommy Trot''s Visit to Santa Claus
author: Page, Thomas Nelson
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  Santa Claus said to him, "I want to put Johnny in bed "You''re all right," said Johnny, and Tommy had never felt prouder. father thought they had better be going home, and Johnny said he had "Oh," said Tommy''s father, and turned and looked the sled over again. "Why, that''s where Santa Claus comes from," said Tommy. "That is the way Santa Claus comes," said Tommy, his eyes on the "That is a pretty heavy load--in the snow," said Tommy''s father, as "Father," said Tommy, suddenly, "let''s give Johnny a sled." Suddenly Tommy cried, "Father, why not give Johnny this sled?" down at Tommy''s feet, and as Johnny said he did not mind and that Sate "Tommy," said Johnny. Tommy was wondering why this was, when Santa Claus said that "So," said Santa Claus, with a look much like Tommy''s father when he "Sate can''t pull a sled," said Tommy.


id: 520
title: The Life and Adventures of Santa Claus
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
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  Taking Claus to a small clearing in the forest, the Master said: "Place "I shall not see the children again soon," said Claus to the cat, who Claus came to the Laughing Valley and began to make his toys," said the And Claus carried his toys to the children again, and made many more of Whenever Claus set out to carry his toys to the little ones an Awgwa, good old Claus became sad, so greatly did he long to carry the toys to Claus thought that none of the children would ever know where the toys only Santa Claus carrying toys to the children. Fairy came to Claus and told him of three little children who lived children of my own, who long for a visit from Santa Claus, and I have Claus is the same loving friend of children that in the old days used


id: 519
title: A Kidnapped Santa Claus
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
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  Santa Claus lives in the Laughing Valley, where stands the big, One would thing that our good old Santa Claus, who devotes his days to But the Daemons who live in the mountain caves grew to hate Santa Claus dislike old Santa Claus, held a meeting one day to discuss the matter. Santa Claus distributes so many pretty Christmas gifts to all the little ones seem quite content with Santa Claus, and there are few, The following day the Daemon of Envy visited Santa Claus. Indeed, the Daemons could not tempt old Santa Claus in any way. Now it so chanced that on this Christmas Eve the good Santa Claus had they had assisted Santa Claus on many of his journeys, their master Daemons and how they had kidnapped the good Santa Claus to prevent his "It is useless to pursue the Daemons," said Santa Claus to the army.


id: 31996
title: Is There a Santa Claus?
author: Riis, Jacob A. (Jacob August)
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  white north where even the little boys ride in sleds behind reindeer, as Meanwhile, here was his letter, with Christmas right at the door, you should have asked _them_ if there was a Santa Claus! greatest Christmas gift any man ever received: my little mother''s life. Santa Claus''s gift to a grown-up boy who had been good in the year that homes I knew of to which Santa Claus had had hard work finding his way and shook his head and said "Santa Claus?" and the men in the line so that ever so many little ones over there never get on Santa Claus''s him, right now, whether he thinks there is a Santa Claus or not. Yes, my little man, there is a Santa Claus, thank God! Santa Claus with the big, loving, Christmas heart, for all that; Santa Because--don''t you know, Santa Claus is the spirit of Christmas: and


