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Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. And Mama in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled down for a long winter's nap, when out on the lawn there arose such a clatter. I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew in a flash and tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of new fallen snow Gave the lustre of midday to objects below and and what to my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer With a little old driver so lively and quick I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick. More rapid than eagles his courses they came, and he whistled and shouted, Call them by name. Now Dasher, Now Dancer, Now Prancer and Vixen, On, Comet, on, Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen to the top of the porch, to the top of the wall. Now dash away, dash away, dash away all as dry leaves did before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house top his coursers they flew with the sleigh full of toys and St Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof As I drew in my hand and was turning around down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound. He was all dressed in fur from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot, A bundle of toys he had flung on his back. And he looked just like a peddler opening his pack. His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry. His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry. His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a round little belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf. And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work and filled all the stockings. Then turned with a jerk and laying his finger aside of his nose and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle and away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight. Happy Christmas to all and to all good night.