"It's a chrononhontontholagosphorus!" "A what?" Her face was a study. The boys shouted with laughter. "Yes, Joe sent it. Santa Claus had given his all out, and Joe had to skirmish around sharp to get one." "Is it alive?" she asked timidly, her eyes growing larger with something that was almost fright. "Oh, Steve!" said Margaret, in an upbraiding tone. "Boys, you're enough to frighten one."