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When the old man died they commenced to call Santa the 'cattle queen. I'm boss of the cattle that's all. She 'tends to all the business; she handles all the money; I can't sell even a beef-steer to a party of campers, myself. Santa's the 'queen'; and I'm Mr. Nobody." "I'd be king if I was you," repeated Baldy Woods, the royalist.
I see one of 'em once chalked on the back of a new cook that old man McAllister sent out from the ranch danged if I didn't." "Santa's father," explained Webb gently, "got her to promise that she wouldn't write to me or send me any word. That heart-and-cross sign was her scheme. Whenever she wanted to see me in particular she managed to put that mark on somethin' at the ranch that she knew I'd see.
So she held Santa's arm tight and close, and he shouldered his pack, never thinking that it was heavier than usual, and with a bound and a slide, there they were, Santa, Little Girl, pack and all, right in the middle of a room where there was a fireplace and stockings all hung up for Santa to fill. Just then Santa noticed Little Girl.
"Yes; it is old Santa's birthday, too," argued Jimmy, "'cause it's in the Bible and Miss Cecilia 'splained it to me and she 'bout the dandiest 'splainer they is." "Which you-all like the best: God or Doctor Sanford or Santa Claus?" asked Florence. "I like God 'nother sight better 'n I do anybody," declared Jimmy, "'cause He so forgivingsome. He's 'bout the forgivingest person they is.
When the old man died they commenced to call Santa the 'cattle queen. I'm boss of the cattle that's all. She 'tends to all the business; she handles all the money; I can't sell even a beef-steer to a party of campers, myself. Santa's the 'queen'; and I'm Mr. Nobody." "I'd be king if I was you," repeated Baldy Woods, the royalist.
Before leaving the supper-table "Papa Charles" announced that their Uncle Santa's carriage would be at the door in half an hour; that Uncle Joey Fesch would drive; and that Joseph and Lucien and Eliza "the good children," as he called them should go with him to Melilli to visit their Grandmother Fesch, and bring back Mamma Letitia.
"O-oh! isn't it grand!" sighed Dot, standing with clasped hands. The others came out of their cabins and hurried over to the tree. "Santa's come again and lit de lights!" cried Babs, ecstatically. "Did he, Daddum?" asked Don, doubting that Santa did the lighting. "I didn't do it, and I don't believe anyone of the men did it did you?" asked Mr. Starr, turning to the group of smiling men.
"Christmas loses three-quarters of its fun when old Santa's took out of it," declared Captain Obed. "I know, 'count of havin' been a young one myself a thousand year ago or such matter. This'll probably be the second mate's last Santa Claus Christmas, so let's keep this one the real thing for the boy."
She had formulated this hypothesis erroneously by the evidence of some irregular clouds that seemed as if they were Santa's frothy sugar castles. In Istanbul she became reacquainted with her father again. Like in olden times when she was four, he began to take her on trips to the beach to pick up seashells or shop for groceries.
But now Yellowhammer was but a mountain camp, and nowhere in it were the roguish, expectant eyes, opening wide at dawn of the enchanting day; the eager, small hands to reach for Santa's bewildering hoard; the elated, childish voicings of the season's joy, such as the coming good things of the warm-hearted Cherokee deserved. Of women there were five in Yellowhammer.
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