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When morning came the storm was still raging. The children wakened and went wild with delight over their stockings. WHEN MORNING CAME THE STORM WAS STILL RAGING THE CHILDREN WINKENED AND WENT WILD WITH DELIGHT OVER THEIR STOCKINGS
d brought the basket. She smiled at Aunt Cyrilla as she lugged it down the aisle and Aunt Cyrilla smiled back. Lucy Rose had never touched that basket of her own accord before. Ray's boat went to Jacky, and Daisy's doll to his oldest sister, the twins' lace handkerchiefs to the two smaller girls and the hood to the baby. Then the stockings were filled up with doughnuts and jelly cookies and the money was put in an envelope and pinned to the little mother's jacket. "That baby is such a dear little fellow," said the sealskin lady gently. "He looks something like my little 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 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.  TWENTY DOLLARS MEANWHILE LUCY ROSE HAD BROUGHT THE BASKET SHE SMILED AT AUNT CYRILLA AS SHE LUGGED IT DOWN THE AISLE AND AUNT CYRILA SMILED BACK LUCY ROSE HAD NEVER TOUCHED THAT BASKET OF HER OWN ACCORD BEFORE RAY'S BOAT WENT TO JACKIE AND DAISY'S DOLL TO HIS OLDEST SISTER THE TWINS LACE HANDKERCHIEFS WENT TO THESE TWO SMALLER GIRLS AND THE HOOD TO THE BABY THEN THE STOCKINGS WERE FILLED UP WITH DOUGHNUTS AND JELLY COOKIES AND THE MONEY WAS PUT IN AN ENVELOPE AND PINNED TO THE LITTLE MOTHER'S JACKET THAT BABY IS SUCH A DEAR LITTLE FELLOW SAID THE SEALSKIN LADY 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
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