Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 244
Back and forth the me so much. How do you ever get down thechimney ? Our chimney is so very little that agreat big man like you could never get through. Santa Claus threw back his head and laughedso loud that another shower of icicles came rat-tling down. There was such a perfect rain ofthem that… … echo went until it was lost far away up in theceiling, where it made a lot of icicles comeclattering down like a shower of needles. Well, Elfie, my child, said Santa Claus,■ how did you get here ? The last time I sawyou, you were fast asleep in your little crib. Ithought you had caught me surely,…
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