THE TALE OF CURLY-TAILA VISIT TO MRS. SANTA CLAUSDaddy Do-Little it is true,Wears a coat red, white, and blue,He’s happier than I can tell,The new coat fits him very well!
Daddy Do-Little it is true,Wears a coat red, white, and blue,He’s happier than I can tell,The new coat fits him very well!
Daddy Do-Little it is true,Wears a coat red, white, and blue,He’s happier than I can tell,The new coat fits him very well!
Daddy Do-Little it is true,Wears a coat red, white, and blue,He’s happier than I can tell,The new coat fits him very well!
Daddy Do-Little it is true,
Wears a coat red, white, and blue,
He’s happier than I can tell,
The new coat fits him very well!
One December day, Curly-Tail, the dearest little dog in the world, jumped upon his Rocking Horse and rocked away, away, away.
He said, “I will go to Santa Claus’ work-shop, perhaps I will find our old Parrot.”
He rocked away all day, and when night came he found a little cave in the woods. He went in and curled up and fell asleep.
Next day he woke up early and cried,
“I’ve lost the right path, without fail.This is a joke on Curly-Tail!”
“I’ve lost the right path, without fail.This is a joke on Curly-Tail!”
“I’ve lost the right path, without fail.This is a joke on Curly-Tail!”
“I’ve lost the right path, without fail.
This is a joke on Curly-Tail!”
He rocked away, away, away, again, and soon he said, “Some one is coming down the path, I hear the patter, patter of little feet.”
Then he set up a shout, for who should be coming to meet him but the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs?
They all set up a shout, crying,
“Ha, ha, ha, the lost is found,Rocking, rocking o’er the ground.”
“Ha, ha, ha, the lost is found,Rocking, rocking o’er the ground.”
“Ha, ha, ha, the lost is found,Rocking, rocking o’er the ground.”
“Ha, ha, ha, the lost is found,
Rocking, rocking o’er the ground.”
Curly-Tail got down from the Rocking Horse and said, “I am going to Santa Claus’ work-shop and this Rocking Horse knows the way, who will go with me?”
“I will, I will, I will,” cried the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs in one breath, so Curly-Tail got on the Rocking Horse and rocked away, away, away, and the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs ran on behind.
“I see a light ahead,” shouted the first Little Darling Dog. “I see a light,” shouted the next, and the next.
They came to a little wee house in the woods.
Curly-Tail without waiting for an invitation rocked right in the open door, crying, “Hurrah for Mrs. Santa Claus! Here we are, the whole Curly-Tail family!”
Mrs. Santa Claus was so surprised she cried,
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, by my frilled cap,I surely must be taking a nap!”
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, by my frilled cap,I surely must be taking a nap!”
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, by my frilled cap,I surely must be taking a nap!”
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, by my frilled cap,
I surely must be taking a nap!”
She tried to count the Little Darling Dogs, but they danced about her so fast, she never knew which ones she counted twice, and which ones she never counted at all!
Hurrah for Mrs. Santa Claus
Hurrah for Mrs. Santa Claus
Curly-Tail begged, “Please let us go into Santa Claus work-shop!”
Mrs. Santa Claus said,
“This thing I will tell you true,Such an idea will not do.”
“This thing I will tell you true,Such an idea will not do.”
“This thing I will tell you true,Such an idea will not do.”
“This thing I will tell you true,
Such an idea will not do.”
She said Santa Claus was not at home, and she never let any one go in his work-shop.
Then the first Little Darling Dog sat down on the floor and began to grumble, and the next Little Darling Dog began to weep, and the next Little Darling Dog got a scowly face, and such a noise you never heard.
Only Curly-Tail kept good natured.
He rocked gently to and fro on his wonderful Rocking Horse and said, “You make as much noise as Daddy Do-Little when he is lonesome.”
Mrs. Santa Claus said, “Who is Daddy Do-Little?”
Curly-Tail replied,
“He’s the laziest animal in the woods,He always did little if he could.”
“He’s the laziest animal in the woods,He always did little if he could.”
“He’s the laziest animal in the woods,He always did little if he could.”
“He’s the laziest animal in the woods,
He always did little if he could.”
The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs said,
“If you could only hear him grumbling,You would think ’twas thunder rumbling.”
“If you could only hear him grumbling,You would think ’twas thunder rumbling.”
“If you could only hear him grumbling,You would think ’twas thunder rumbling.”
“If you could only hear him grumbling,
You would think ’twas thunder rumbling.”
Mrs. Santa Claus said, “If the old fellow had a new coat, perhaps hewould not be so lazy or grumble so much. Here is my work basket, and some cloth, go to work if you please.”
Mrs. Santa Claus opened a slide in the wall and disappeared!
“Ha, ha, ha,” cried the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs.
Curly-Tail cried, “Hurrah! hurrah, we will make Daddy Do-Little a new coat out of this cloth.”
My, how busy they were!
One Little Darling Dog got a tape measure and measured the cloth.
One Little Darling Dog got a pair of scissors and went, “snip, snip, snip.”
One Little Darling Dog began to unwind a spool of thread, and the other Little Darling Dogs sat around in groups threading needles!
Curly-Tail skipped about giving directions.
Soon they were all sewing on Daddy Do-Little’s new coat!
“Oh, oh, oh,” cried the Little Darling Dogs, as they pricked themselves on the needles.
Curly-Tail cried,
“Cheer up, cheer up, we’re nearly throughWe’ll make a coat that just fits you.”
“Cheer up, cheer up, we’re nearly throughWe’ll make a coat that just fits you.”
“Cheer up, cheer up, we’re nearly throughWe’ll make a coat that just fits you.”
“Cheer up, cheer up, we’re nearly through
We’ll make a coat that just fits you.”
Then the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs began to sing a song and their needles flew faster and faster.
They would interrupt one another by shouting, “Who has the thimble? Who has the thread? Where is my needle?” and still the song sounded beautifully.
Curly-Tail cried,
“Where will we get buttons do you supposeTo finish up this animal’s clothes?”
“Where will we get buttons do you supposeTo finish up this animal’s clothes?”
“Where will we get buttons do you supposeTo finish up this animal’s clothes?”
“Where will we get buttons do you suppose
To finish up this animal’s clothes?”
Then they heard thump, bump, down the chimney fell six little brass buttons.
They sewed the brass buttons on the coat, and soon it was finished.
Then a voice cried,
“Come into the chimney, ’tis large and wide,There’s room for the Curly-Tails side by side.”
“Come into the chimney, ’tis large and wide,There’s room for the Curly-Tails side by side.”
“Come into the chimney, ’tis large and wide,There’s room for the Curly-Tails side by side.”
“Come into the chimney, ’tis large and wide,
There’s room for the Curly-Tails side by side.”
They looked toward the chimney.
There, sure enough were little seats, and little tables. On each table was a plate with a pie smoking hot.
How they all enjoyed their lunch!
They cried out,
“We are happy now because,Of mince pie, Mrs. Santa Claus!”
“We are happy now because,Of mince pie, Mrs. Santa Claus!”
“We are happy now because,Of mince pie, Mrs. Santa Claus!”
“We are happy now because,
Of mince pie, Mrs. Santa Claus!”
Mrs. Santa Claus opened the panel in the wall and went back into the house. She asked to see the coat, which they had tied up in a neat bundle.
The first Little Darling Dog began to untie the string which held the bundle, and the bundle hopped about in the strangest way.
Then the next Little Darling Dog said, “Let me untie it,” and the next one said, “I will untie it in a minute.”
At that very moment there, before their very noses, the bundle jumped out of the window and was gone!
The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs thought their work was all lost and they began to weep and wail, but Curly-Tail said,
“Cheer up, cheer up, for by the by,We had the nicest kind of pie!”
“Cheer up, cheer up, for by the by,We had the nicest kind of pie!”
“Cheer up, cheer up, for by the by,We had the nicest kind of pie!”
“Cheer up, cheer up, for by the by,
We had the nicest kind of pie!”
So, the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs all dried their eyes and went to the door.
Curly-Tail jumped on his Rocking Horse.
The Bundle Flew Out of the Open Window
The Bundle Flew Out of the Open Window
The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs rubbed their eyes for they saw fourteen Rocking Horses standing in a row.
They shouted,
“We are so happy now because,We have a present from Santa Claus.”
“We are so happy now because,We have a present from Santa Claus.”
“We are so happy now because,We have a present from Santa Claus.”
“We are so happy now because,
We have a present from Santa Claus.”
Curly-Tail said,
“I hope each horse is trusty and good,We’ll rock away through the deep green wood.”
“I hope each horse is trusty and good,We’ll rock away through the deep green wood.”
“I hope each horse is trusty and good,We’ll rock away through the deep green wood.”
“I hope each horse is trusty and good,
We’ll rock away through the deep green wood.”
When they came to Daddy Do-Little’s house in the woods they all set up a shout, for there he stood in the doorway with his new coat on!
He was happy you may be sure, and they all rocked round him on their wonderful Rocking Horses.