Chapter VI “Goodbye, Mother Hubbard and Pom!” “My, my, what has happened to my family?” asked Mother Hubbard looking around the breakfast table at her little guests, Saturday morning. “Your faces are as long as umbrella handles and there isn’t a smile among you. You look as cloudy as a day in April. What shall…

Chapter V The Happiest Day of the Year Pom was the first to wake up on Christmas morning. The stars were still looking down from the sky but the hands on his little clock pointed to five. So up he got, and running from one room to another, wagged his tail and barked his Christmas…

Chapter IV Christmas Secrets Never were there so many secrets under one roof as in Mother Hubbard’s house the day before Christmas. The fire in the big fireplace crackled and snapped with secrets which it told the chimney throat. Mother Hubbard and her ten little guests had to bite their tongues many times to keep…