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But the hill is long and steep, Marthy, an' Joel ain't the boy he used to be; he's old, an' gray, an' feeble, but there's love an' faith in his heart, an' they kind o' keep him totterin' tow'rd the voice he hears a callin': 'Joel, Joel, Joel!'" "I know  I see it all," murmured Santa Claus very softly. BUT THE HILL IS LONG AND STEEP MARTHY AND JOYLE AND THE BOY HE USED TO BE HE'S OLD AND GRAY AND FEEBLE BUT THERE'S LOVE AND FAITH IN HIS HEART AND THEY KIND OF KEEP HIM TOTTERING TOWARD THE VOICE HE HEARS A CALLING JOY JOY JOY I KNOW SEE IT ALL MURMURED SANTA CLAUS VERY SOFTLY
rt of scattered 'em." The bare thought of this made Santa Claus laugh. "Goin' on about nine o'clock," said Joel, "the girls come along--Sister Elvira an' Thankful, Prudence Tucker, Belle Yocum, Sophrone Holbrook, Sis Hubbard, an' Marthy Sawyer. Marthy's brother Increase wanted her to ride on _his_ sled, but Marthy allowed that a red sled was her choice every time. 'I don't see how I'm goin' to hold on,' said Marthy. 'Seems as if I would hev my hands full keepin' my things from blowin' away.' 'Don't worry about yourself, Marthy,' sez I, 'for if you'll look after your things, I kind o' calc'late I'll manage not to lose _you_ on the way.' Dear Marthy--seems as if I could see you now, with your tangled hair a-blowin' in the wind, your eyes all bright and sparklin', an' your cheeks as red as apples. Seems, too, as if I could hear you laughin' and callin', jist as you did as I toiled up the old New England hill that Chris'mas mornin'--a-callin': 'Joel, Joel, Joel--ain't ye ever comin', Joel? VERY TIME WE SLIT SIDE SADDLE WE'D GIVE THE ASHES A KICK AND THAT SORT OF SCARED EM THE BARE THOUGHT OF THIS MADE SANTA CLAUS LAUGH GOING ON ABOUT NINE O'CLOCK SAY JOE THE GIRLS COME ALONG SISTER ELVIRA AND THANKFUL PRUDENCE TUCKER BILLIOCUM SOPHRON HOLBROOK SEES HABOARD AND MARTHA IS ALL HERE MARTY'S BROTHER INCREASE WANTED HER TO RIDE ON HIS SLED BUT MARTHY ALLOWED THAT A RED SLED WAS HER CHOICE EVERY TIME I DON'T SEE HOW I'M GOING TO HOLD ON SAID MARTHY IT'S AS IF I WOULD HAVE MY HANDS FULL KEEPING MY THINGS FROM BLOWING AWAY DON'T REVOLT YOURSELF MARTHY SAYS I FOR IF YOU'LL LOOK AFTER YOUR THINGS I KIND O CALCULATE I'LL MANAGE NOT TO LOSE YOU ON THE WAY DEAR MARTHY SEEMS AS IF I COULD SEE YOU NOW WITH YOUR TANGLED HAIR A BLOWING IN THE WIND YOUR EYES ALL BRIGHT AND SPARKLING AND YOUR CHEEKS AS RED AS APPLES SEEMS TO AS IF I COULD HEAR YOU LOVING AND CALLING JUST AS YOU DID AS I TOLD UP THAT OLD NEW ENGLAND HILL THAT CHRISTMAS MORNING A CALLING JOY JOY JOY AIN'T YE EVER COMING JOYLE
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