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"Ho, that so? Well, then, just keep this and buy the kiddies some Christmas," said Mr. Starr, handing the man a dollar. A whole dollar for a present meant more to this man out in the wilderness than a hundred dollars would to one in the city. The box was set up in front of Mr. Starr's feet in the cutter, and the horses pranced away with sleigh-bells jingling like a veritable Santa Claus!
"Why do just Swedes feed the birds?" inquired Allee, still a trifle dubious about entering into Peace's plan, in view of the risk involved. "Oh, I s'pose they thought of it first. Every kind of people do something queer at Christmas which they call a custom. The Holland children put out their shoes on Christmas Eve for Santa Claus to fill, instead of hanging up their stockings." "Their shoes?"
In this venture Pierre had a partner, to whom he sold out a few years later and then he opened the Tortoni in O'Farrell street, which became one of the most famous of the pre-fire restaurants, its table d'hote dinners being considered the best in the city. When Claus Spreckels built the tall Spreckels building Pierre and his partner opened the Call restaurant in the top stories.
"I bet I know what he's doing," said James brightly. "Doing? What is he doing, James?" demanded Mr. Bingle, surprised by the youngster's declaration. "You can't fool me. I bet he's out there dressing up to play Santa Claus." "Dear me!" exclaimed Mr. Bingle, blinking. The thought of crabbed Uncle Joe taking on the habiliments of the genial saint was too much for his imagination.
Ned and Ed offered any help they could give but said nothing that helped. Erma was puzzled, but ignorant; Senor Alcala knew nothing, and no one else was any better off, as far as Charley could discover. After a week, Charley decided there was only one person for him to see. Ed Baylis had recommended him, and so had the little Santa Claus.
After that you would stand or fall by your own ability. There's Senator Longbridge, for instance, and Claus Inskeep the street-car magnate, and Lane, and McChesney " He paused, with voice suspended. "I am sure I know none of them," she answered despondently. "It's not necessary. Do you know any one that knows them? or any one that knows any one else that knows them?" Edna shook her head.
"And there's a curious thing about this restoration of our belief in Santa Claus," said Dalton. "Since we see him in person we all observe the fact," said Harry. "That he is a very large man." "Six feet two at the very least." "Weight about two twenty, and all of it bone and muscle." "And he is coal black." "So black that even on a dark night he would seem to be clothed around with light."
Now every cab-driver pays protection-money for what they call insurance or else. An' cops' wives get up early, bright-eyed, to see what Santa Claus left with the milk." "You seem," said Brink with a grin, "to hint that this Big Jake is ... well ... dishonest." "Dishonest!" Fitzgerald's face was purplish, from many memories of wrongs.
She took in the shop with a wave of her little hand and a sweep of her eyes. "I'm playing Santa Claus myself, to-night," she said, tossing her hooded head, her eyes kindling at the thought. The next look around was one of business. "This is Mr. Livingstone, papa's employer." She indicated that gentleman. Mr. Brown held out his plump and not wholly immaculate hand. "How d'ye do, sir?
He slipped himself out of his fur coat, pulled off his cap and his mask and there was David Collins, smiling blithely to the company! The others were quick in following his example, and Madam Santa Claus stood revealed as laughing Polly, with Patricia, Leonora, Blue, and Doodles clustered round her. Then there was plenty to say, many thanks to be given, and much chatter and laughter.