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Silver Lake 1

"Ellen and Sam and David are warm and comfortable too,
and I gave them an extra feed for Christmas Eve.
Yes, it's pretty good Christmas, isn't it, Caroline?"

"Yes, Charles, it is," said Ma.
She set the bowl of hot corn meal mush on the table,
and poured out the milk.
"Come now, and eat.
A hot supper will warm you quicker than anything else, Charles."

At supper they talked about other Christmases.
They had so many Christmas together, and here they were again, all together and warm and fed and happy.

Upstairs in laura's box there was still Charlotte, the rag doll from her Christmas stocking in the Big Woods.
The tin cups and the pennies from Christmas in Indian Territory were gone now,
but Laura and Mary remembered Mr. Edwards who had walked forty miles to Independence and back, to bring those presents from Santa Claus.
They never had heard of Mr. Edwards since he started alone down the Virdigris River,
and they wondered what had become of him.

"Wherever he is, let's hope he's as lucky as we are," said Pa.
Wherever he was, they were remembering him and wishing him happiness.
****
The mush was gone.
Pa scraped the last drop of milk from his bowl and drank his tea.
****

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh, waht fun it is to ride,
In a one-hoss open sleigh!

Wilder "By the Shores of Silver Lake"
by foodscene | 2009-12-26 09:16 | アメリカ


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