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Then Aunt Cyrilla rose to the occasion. "I've got some emergency rations here," she announced. "There's plenty for all and we'll have our Christmas dinner, although a cold one. Breakfast first thing. There's a sandwich apiece left and we must fill up on what is left of the cookies and doughnuts and save the rest for a real good spread at dinner time. The only thing is, I haven't any bread." "I've a box of soda crackers," said the little mother eagerly. THEN AUNT CYRILLA ROSE TO THE OCCASION I'VE GOT SOME EMERGENCY RATIONS HERE SHE ANNOUNCED THERE IS PLENTY FOR ALL AND WE'LL HAVE OUR CHRISTMAS DINNER ALTHOUGH A COLD ONE BREAKFAST' FIRST THING THERE'S A SANDWICH APIECE LEFT AND WE MUST FILL UP ON WHAT'S LEFT OF THE COOKIES AND DOUGHNUTS AND SAVE THE REST FOR A REAL GOOD SPREAD AT DINNER TIME THE ONLY THING IS I HAVEN'T ANY BREAD I'VE A BOX OF SODA CRACKERS SAID THE LITTLE MOTHER EAGERLY
n. He died eighteen Christmases ago." Aunt Cyrilla put her hand over the lady's kid glove. "So did mine," she said. Then the two women smiled tenderly at each other. Afterwards they rested from their labours and all had what Aunt Cyrilla called a "snack" of sandwiches and pound cake. The khaki boy said he hadn't tasted anything half so good since he left home. "They didn't give us pound cake in South Africa," he said. When morning came the storm was still raging. The children wakened and went wild with delight over their stockings. The little mother found her envelope and tried to utter thanks and broke down; and nobody knew what to say or do, when the conductor fortunately came in and made a diversion by telling them they might as well resign themselves to spending Christmas on the train. "This is serious," said the khaki boy, "when you consider that we've no provisions. Don't mind for myself, used to half rations or no rations at all. But these kiddies will have tremendous appetites.  GENTLY HE LOOKS SOMETHING LIKE MY SON HE DIED EIGHTEEN CHRISTMASES AGO AUNT CYRILLA PUT HER HAND OVER THE LADY'S KID GLOVE SO DID MINE SHE SAID THEN THE TWO WOMEN SMILED TENDERLY AT EACH OTHER AFTERWARDS THEY RESTED FROM THEIR LABORS AND ALL HAD WHAT AUNT CYRILLA CALLED A SNAP OF SANDWICHES AND POUND CAKE THE KHAKI BOY SAID HE HADN'T TASTED ANYTHING HALF SO GOOD SINCE HE LEFT HOME THEY DIDN'T GIVE US POUND CAKE IN AFRICA HE SAID WHEN MORNING CAME THE STORM WAS STILL RAGING THE CHILDREN WINKENED AND WENT WILD WITH DELIGHT OVER THEIR STOCKINGS THE LITTLE MOTHER FOUND HER ENVELOPE AND TRIED TO UTTER THANKS AND BROKE DOWN AND NOBODY KNEW WHAT TO SAY OR DO WHEN THE CONDUCTOR FORTUNATELY CAME IN AND MADE A DIVERSION BY TELLING THEM THEY MIGHT AS WELL RESIGN THEMSELVES TO SPENDING CHRISTMAS ON THE TRAIN THIS IS SERIOUS SAID THE KHAKI BOY WHEN YOU CONSIDER WE HAVE NO PROVISIONS DON'T MIND FOR MYSELF USED TO HAVE RATIONS AND OR NO RATIONS AT ALL BUT THESE KIDDIES WILL HAVE TREMENDOUS APPETITES
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