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Well, once there was a little girl who liked Christmas so much that she wanted it to be Christmas every day in the year; and as soon as Thanksgiving was over she began to send postalcards to the old Christmas Fairy to ask if she mightnt have it. But the old fairy never answered any of the postals; and after a while the little girl found out that the Fairy was pretty particular, and wouldnt notice anything but lettersnot even correspondence cards in envelopes; but real letters on sheets of paper, and sealed outside with a monogramor your initial, anyway. So, then, she began to send her letters; and in about three weeksor just the day before Christmas, it wasshe got a letter from the Fairy, saying she might have it Christmas every day for a year, and then they would see about having it longer. The little girl was a good deal excited already, preparing for the oldfashioned, onceayear Christmas that was coming the next day, and perhaps the Fairys promise didnt make such an impression on her as it would have made at some other time. She just resolved to keep it to herself, and surprise everybody with it as it kept coming true; and then it slipped out of her mind altogether. She had a splendid Christmas. She went to bed early, so as to let Santa Claus have a chance at the stockings, and in the morning she was up the first of anybody and went and felt them, and found hers all lumpy with packages of candy, and oranges and grapes, and pocketbooks and rubber balls, and all kinds of small presents, and her big brothers with nothing but the tongs in them, and her young lady sisters with a new silk umbrella, and her papas and mammas with potatoes and pieces of coal wrapped up in tissuepaper, just as they always had every Christmas. Then she waited around till the rest of the family were up, and she was the first to burst into the library, when the doors were opened, and look at the large presents laid out on the librarytablebooks, and portfolios, and boxes of stationery, and breastpins, and dolls, and little stoves, and dozens of handkerchiefs, and inkstands, and skates, and snowshovels, and photographframes, and little easels, and boxes of watercolors, and Turkish paste, and nougat, and candied cherries, and dolls houses, and waterproofsand the big Christmastree, lighted and standing in a wastebasket in the middle. She had a splendid Christmas all day. She ate so much candy that she did not want any breakfast; and the whole forenoon the presents kept pouring in that the expressman had not had time to deliver the night before; and she went round giving the presents she had got for other people, and came home and ate turkey and cranberry for dinner, and plumpudding and nuts and raisins and oranges and more candy, and then went out and coasted, and came in with a stomachache, crying; and her papa said he would see if his house was turned into that sort of fools paradise another year; and they had a light supper, and pretty early everybody went to bed cross.

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