XMAS EVE
To-morrow will be Xmas.Oh, what a happy day,For Santa Claus will empty allThe presents from his sleigh.And every little girl and boyWill have some candy and a toy.
To-morrow will be Xmas.Oh, what a happy day,For Santa Claus will empty allThe presents from his sleigh.And every little girl and boyWill have some candy and a toy.
To-morrow will be Xmas.Oh, what a happy day,For Santa Claus will empty allThe presents from his sleigh.And every little girl and boyWill have some candy and a toy.
To-morrow will be Xmas.
Oh, what a happy day,
For Santa Claus will empty all
The presents from his sleigh.
And every little girl and boy
Will have some candy and a toy.
Thisis the song the little canary bird sang in her gold cage while Little Jack Rabbit polished the front door knob and Lady Love made the stuffing for the big turkey. And just then the telephone bell rang and Uncle John Hare, the old gentleman rabbit, said, “Hello! I want to speak to Little Jack Rabbit.”
“Wait a minute,” said the little Black Cricket who had answered the telephonebecause Lady Love was busy and Little Jack Rabbit couldn’t leave the door knob all covered with wet polish, and she ran out to the front porch and said:
“Uncle John wants to speak to you on the ’phone.” Well, by this time, the door knob was polished nice and dry, so the little rabbit hopped inside.
“Hello, it’s me,” said the little bunny, although my teacher always told me to say, “It’s I,” but never mind, Uncle John knew what the little rabbit meant, just the same.
“What do you want for Xmas?” asked the dear, kind, old gentleman rabbit. “Tell me a thousand things, and then you can’t guess what I’m going to get.”
So the little rabbit thought and thought, and by and by, after a while, and maybe a little longer, he thought of 999. But, ohdear me, he couldn’t think of just one more. Wasn’t that too bad?
“Well, never mind,” laughed Uncle John. “That’s enough. And now I’ll go down to the Three-in-one-cent Store, and to-morrow you’ll see what I bought.” And then he hung up the receiver and went out to the garage, hitched up the Bunnymobile, and pretty soon, not so very long, he reached the Three-in-one-cent Store in Rabbitville, on the corner of Lettuce Avenue and Popcorn Street.
“I guess I’d better go over to the bank and get some money first,” thought the old gentleman rabbit. So he hopped across the street and wrote a check and then the paying teller gave him a lot of money for it—lettuce dollar bills and carrot cents and a ten-carrot gold piece, and after that hehopped back to the Three-in-one-cent Store and went inside. And what do you suppose was the first thing he saw? Why, a lovely book all about Little Jack Rabbit. “I’ll take that book,” said the old gentleman bunny as quick as a twinkle. And then he bought a pair of roller skates and a pair of ice skates and a red sled and a bag of candy and a box of lead soldiers and a big red apple and a magic lantern. And a lot more things besides, but, goodness me, I haven’t got room enough in this story to put them in, so we’ll have to wait and call up on Christmas morning and ask him. And if you don’t know his telephone it’s “O, O, O, Ring Happy Bell, Old Brier Patch!”