•'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. Momma in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled down for a long winters night .when outside the winder there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter....and what to my wondering eyes should appear but a burning sleigh missing its driver and deer.•All Rights Reserved
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