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"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." 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
ly 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. 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. INGS 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 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
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