"I was so tired after the party, that I didn't
wake till after seven, and then the very first
thing I did was to run and look at my stocking. It
was stuffed full of good things; oranges, candy,
figs and dates, and just as I thought I had
reached the bottom, I felt something hard away
down in the toe. What do you think it was? You
will never guess, so I may as well tell you right
away; it was a little velvet box, and inside was
a ring, a beautiful gold ring, with two adorable
little pearls in it! That was Mrs. Randolph's
Christmas present, and the loveliest thing I have
ever had in my life. I was so happy when I saw it
that I cried; I know it was dreadfully silly, but
I couldn't help it. Oh, how I wish I could show it
to you this minute, but you will see it when I
come home next June, and all my other presents,
too, for the ring wasn't the only one. When I came
down to breakfast there were more parcels beside
my plate; two nice books from Beverly, and a gold
bracelet from the doctor. Just think of it, two
pieces of jewelry in one day! I am sure I didn't
deserve such beautiful things, but when I told
them so, and tried to thank them, they only
laughed.
"In the morning we went to church, and the
Christmas music was lovely. We met the Pattersons
at church, and they all came home with us to
dinner. Oh, such a dinner! I don't see how any one
could possibly ever eat so many things. There were
more dishes than I have ever imagined possible for
one meal, and every single one was delicious.
"After dinner came the tree for the children, and
that was the best fun of all. I quite lost my
heart to some of the piccaninnies, and one little
chap, as black as coal, was so adorable that I
wanted to hug him. The children all had a
beautiful time, and screamed with delight over
their presents. How I wished you and Mother could
have seen Mrs. Randolph going about among them,
speaking so pleasantly to every one, and making
them all feel at home. After the tree had been
stripped they all had ice cream, and I got hold of
my little black boy, and made him sit on my lap
while I fed him until I don't believe he could
have swallowed another mouthful. Then the old
butler, who is just like a negro servant in a
book, proposed three cheers for Mrs. Randolph, and
you should have heard those darkies yell!
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