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Then would I say in this wise: At Bedtime ville there is a train of cars that waiteth for you, my sweet,  for you and for other little ones that would go to quiet, slumbrous Shut Eye Town. But make no haste; there is room for all. THEN WOULD I SAY IN THIS WISE AT BEDTIMEVILLE THERE IS A TRAIN OF CARS THAT WAITETH FOR YOU MY SWEET FOR YOU AND FOR OTHER LITTLE ONES THAT WOULD GO TO QUIET SLUMBROUS SHUT I TOWN BUT MAKE NO HASTE THERE IS ROOM FOR ALL
d with much speaking--it pleaseth me to tell of the little things they did and loved. And you shall understand it all if, perchance, this sacred Christmas time a little Mistress Merciless of your own, or a little Master Sweetheart, clingeth to your knee and sanctifieth your hearth-stone. When of an evening all the joy of day was done, would our little Mistress Merciless fall aweary; and then her eyelids would grow exceeding heavy and her little tired hands were fain to fold. At such a time it was my wont to beguile her weariness with little tales of faery, or with the gentle play that sleepy children like. Much was her fancy taken with what I told her of the train that every night whirleth away to Shut-Eye Town, bearing unto that beauteous country sleepy little girls and boys. Nor would she be content until I told her thereof,--yes, every night whilst I robed her in her cap and gown would she demand of me that tale of Shut-Eye Town, and the wonderful train that was to bear her thither.  GOD FORBID THAT I OFFEND WITH MUCH SPEAKING IT PLEAS ME TO TELL OF THE LITTLE THINGS THEY DID AND LOVED AND YOU SHALL UNDERSTAND IT ALL IF PERCHANCE THIS SACRED CHRISTMAS TIME A LITTLE MISTRESS MERCILESS OF YOUR OWN OR A LITTLE MASTER'S SWEETHEART CLINGETH TO YOUR KNEE AND SANCTIFIETH YOUR HEARTHSTONE WHEN OF AN EVENING ALL THE JOY OF DAY WAS DONE WOULD OUR LITTLE MISTRESS MERCILESS FALL A WEARY AND THEN HER EYELIDS WOULD GROW EXCEEDING HEAVY AND HER LITTLE TIRED HANDS WERE FAIN TO FOLD AT SUCH A TIME IT WAS MY WONT TO BEGUILE HER WEARINESS WITH LITTLE TALES OF FAIRY OR WITH A GENTLE PLAY THAT SLEEPY CHILDREN LIKE MUCH WAS HER FANCY TAKEN WITH WHAT I TOLD HER OF THE TRAIN THAT EVERY NIGHT WHIRLETH AWAY TO SHUT II TOWN BEARING UNTO THAT BEAUTEOUS COUNTRY SLEEPY LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS NOR WOULD SHE BE CONTENT UNTIL I TOLD HER THEREOF YES EVERY NIGHT WHILST I ROBED HER IN HER CAP AND GOWN WOULD SHE DEMAND OF ME THAT TALE OF SHUT II TOWN AND THE WONDERFUL TRAIN THAT WAS TO BEAR HER THITHER
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