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Identifier: stnicholasserial4311dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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A HAPPY SOLUTION BY MARGARET JOHNSON Old Father Time shut up his book:There now, you all are chosen!Come, run along and get you drest;You re Holidays —put on your best,Gay frocks and gayer hosen !Make haste, for I ve a thousand things and more to see to here,Besides just choosing Holidays to clutter up the year! Away they flew with hop and skip,Those Holidays ecstatic;And Time, with chuckle and with groan,Had clambered slowly from his throne(He was a bit rheumatic).When, coming down the sunny road and crying all the way(Oh, how it must have rained on earth !), he spied a little Day. 2u7 208 A HAPPY SOLUTION (Jan.,
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Old I imc s a tender-hearted rogue.Why, why ! what s this ? he sputtered.Alas ! she wept, and to her eyesHer little apron fluttered.Alas ! —and once again her grief gushed like a waterspout —Youve chosen all the Holidays, .she sobbed, and left us out! Oho! laughed Time. And what of that? It never should distress you ! We need some little Every-days To keep us steady, bless you !Put down your apron, dear, nor spoil your pretty eyes! said he.What matter how I look, she wept, when no one cares to see*? There s Christmas, Easter, and the rest,—They re always praised and flattered;But nobody will look at us,As if we really mattered! If we should never come at all, no one would care ! she said. We re little common Every-days, and might as well l)e dead ! Behind her down the valley green Pie saw her comrades trailing, A perfect host of little Days, And all of them just wailing!Their tears ran down and stood in pools till all the road was mud.If things go on like this, said Time, we 11

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