Die Nord-carolina Presbyterianischen. giye bis der Esel!- noch andere dieser schönen littleanimals, die wir dieses Jahr haben. 1 hatte nette kleine hammerand, Nägel, und einige Blöcke ofwood für ihn die nailsinto zu Hammer! Hey, jetzt habe ich was wissen Sie, dass thinkof? Was ich denke? Sagte thecricket. Ich denke. Saint Nicholas, dass ihr vergessen habt, wie thelittle Junge seinen Bruder mit hisdrumsticks Beat; wie er geschnippelt hissisters Finger mit der Schere; wie Er warf seinen harmonicon an thenurse; wie er - Liebe, Liebe, Liebe! Stöhnte San-ta, 80 werden konnte, so tat Er! Und wenn Sie halten, wenn himthings

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The North Carolina Presbyterian . giye up the donkey !—nor any other of those fine littleanimals that we have this year. 1had thought of nice little hammerand box of nails, and some blocks ofwood for him to hammer the nailsinto ! Hey, now I what do you thinkof that ? What do I think? said thecricket. I think. Saint Nicholas, that you have forgotten how thelittle boy beat his brother with hisdrumsticks; how he snipped hissisters fingers with the scissors;how he threw his harmonicon at thenurse; how he— Dear, dear, dear! groaned San-ta, 80 be did, so he did! And if you keep giving himthings when he uses them so wrong-ly continued the cricket, how willhe ever learn better ? To be sure, mamma and papa and all his kindfriends are tryine to teach him, butit is necessary that everybody shouldhelp to train such a boy as— •*I know, interrupted Santa, Iknow. Youre a wise little counsel-lor, and not as hardhearted as youseem. And if you think it will curethe poor little fellow, I suppose wemust give him the sawdust this 13. Grateful Women Write Us Utters. Prom every corner of the countryCo^eThanS letters written by tho^X have been lifted into ch^u^v, gorous, healthy strength by Dr. Pierce sFavorite Prescription. I Thousands on thousands of womenhave been relieved of the neijve-naggingdrae of weakness and pain. , Tfiey have been made better wives and Organized 1832. Assets, $650, 000.Tested for Sixty Years. Virginia Fire andMarine ^^^ Yes, said the cricket solemnly, * sawdust H must be. Christmas morning came. Thelittle boy whose name Santa Uausdid not wish mentioned saw all the Santa Glaus s at by the fire in hisown home, looking very much troub-led. . i^i. 1 • Santa Glaus sat there thinking-thinking. It was just before Christ, mas. What was the matter with thegood, jolly old Saint ? Had hisLi^h broken down? Had any ofhis reindeers got loose ? But no—it was none of thesethings. Couldnt he find toys enoughto go round? Bless your dear littleanxious heart, dont you be afrai

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