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As soon as it was light in the room, the other little girl could see that the place was full of people, crammed and jammed, and they were all awfully excited, and kept yelling, Down with the traitress Away with the renegade Shame on the little sneak till it was worse than the turkeys, ten times. She knew that they meant her, and she tried to explain that she just had to promise, and that if they had been in her place they would have promised too; and of course they could do as they pleased about keeping her word, but she was going to keep it, anyway, and never, never, never eat another piece of turkey either at Thanksgiving or at Christmas. Very well, then, says an old lady, who looked like her grandmother, and then began to have a crown on, and to turn into Queen Victoria, what can we have Well, says the other little girl, you can have oyster soup. What else And you can have cranberry sauce. What else You can have mashed potatoes, and Hubbard squash, and celery, and turnip, and cauliflower. What else You can have mincepie, and pandowdy, and plumpudding. And not a thing on the list, says the Queen, that doesnt go with turkey Now you see. The papa stopped. Go on, Holiday Best Seller - Get One said the little girl. There isnt any more. The little girl turned round, got up on her knees, took him by theshoulders, and shook him fearfully. Now, then, she said, while thepapa let his head wag, after the shaking, like a Chinese mandarins, andit was a good thing he did not let his tongue stick out. Now, will yougo on What did the people eat in place of turkey I dont know. You dont know, you awful papa Well, then, what did the little girleat She The papa freed himself, and made his preparation to escape. Whysheoh, she ate goose. Goose is tenderer than turkey, anyway, andmore digestible; and there isnt so much of it, and you cant overeatyourself, and have bad Dreams cried the little girl. Trances, said the papa, and she began to chase him all round theroom. THE PONY ENGINE AND THE PACIFIC EXPRESS. Christmas Eve, after the children had hung up their stockings and gotall ready for St. Nic, they climbed up on the papas lap to kiss himgoodnight, and when they both got their arms round his neck, they saidthey were not going to bed till he told them a Christmas story. Then hesaw that he would have to mind, for they were awfully severe with him, and always made him do exactly what they told him; it was the way theyhad brought him up. He tried his best to get out of it for a while; butafter they had shaken him first this side, and then that side, andpulled him backward and forward till he did not know where he was, hebegan to think perhaps he had better begin. The first thing he said, after he opened his eyes, and made believe he had been asleep, orsomething, was, Well, what did I leave off at and that made them justperfectly boiling, for they understood his tricks, and they knew he wastrying to pretend that he had told part of the story already; and theysaid he had not left off anywhere because he had not commenced, and hesaw it was no use. So he commenced.

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