XIV 
CHRISTMAS 
I shall never forget the delightful time we had 
on Christmas Day. 
Imagine my surprise when on a beautiful winter 
morning we were decked out the first thing with 
bright new ribbons. I knew it was not Sunday, so 
I thought it must be Christmas, having heard Guy 
say that Christmas was just like Sunday. 
After we had our ribbons tied, we were called 
into the library, and there on our bay-window seat 
was a beautiful lily plant with seven snow white 
bells on it, which filled the entire house with their 
fragrant odor. On the table stood a tree, like some 
I have seen in the country, and under the tree were 
three beautiful new pads, one orange, one blue and 
one pink, and a large willow basket with a soft 
cushion in it. Hanging on the branches of the 
tree, instead of apples or cherries as in grandpa’s 
orchard, were rubber balls, spools, and white mus- 
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