Of course it’s our holiday of the month! Whether you call it Xmas, Christmas, or Festivus for the Rest of Us, it’s that time of the year where you get your cocoa and fuzzy socks out and watch cozy movies and have gatherings and get-togethers for one reason or another. Let’s see what our 1913 book Stories of Our Holidays has to say about it!
A Letter to Santa Claus
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BATH, MAINE
December 20, 1914
Dear Santa Claus,
I have just learned to write a letter.
I do make some mistakes.
But my mother tells me what is wrong and then I write it over again.
I thought that I must write to you.
Last year we lived in Boston.
You came to us there.
But now we are living with grandfather and grandmother.
We came here just before Thanksgiving Day.
If you should go to our old house in Boston you would find it empty.
Then what would you do with the presents?
I am sure that you will find this house.
Mother says that you used to come here when she was a little girl.
So you must remember the way.
Brother Frank wants you to bring him a sled.
Yesterday he went coasting on the hill behind the barn.
He ran into a tree and broke his sled.
I hope you will bring him a new one.
We all like to go coasting.
Frank also wants a train and a picture puzzle.
I would like a pair of skates and a workbox.
All my friends are learning to skate this winter.
Mother is teaching me how to sew. I need a workbox very much.
Do you remember my little sister Edith?
She is so little that she does not remember you, Santa.
I have told her all about you and your eight little reindeer.
I told her how you came down the chimney when we were asleep.
She clapped her little hands and asked me to tell it again.
Edith wants a doll, a doll’s bed, and a picture book.
We are going to hang our stockings by the big fireplace.
I wish I might see you when you come down the chimney.
But I know I shall be fast asleep, so I wish you a merry Christmas.
With love from your little friend,
MARION
