This is what they sang:
"Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go ?
Up on the house-top, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good St. Nick."
Miss Munsell, who taught the D primary, traded rooms with Miss
Crutcher, who taught the "a-b Abs." Miss Munsell was a big fat
lady, and she smiled so that the dimples came in both cheeks and
her double Chin was doubter than ever, when she told the children
what a dear, nice teacher Miss Crutcher was, and how fond she was
of them, and wouldn't they like to make a Christmas present to
their dear, kind teacher? They all said "Yes, mam." Well, now,
the way to do would be for each child to bring money (if Miss
Munsell had smiled at a bird in the tree as she did then, it would
have had to come right down and perch in her hand), just as much
money as ever they could, and all must bring something, because it
would make Miss Crutcher feel so bad to think that there was one
little boy or one little girl that didn't love her enough to give her
a Christmas present. And if everybody brought a dime or maybe a
quarter, they could get her such a nice present. If their papas
wouldn't let them have that much money, why surely they would
let them have a penny, wouldn't they, children? And the children
said: "Yes, mam.
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