"Merry Christmas, Marmee! Many of them! Thank you for our books. We
read some, and mean to every day," they all cried in chorus.
"Merry Christmas, little daughters! I'm glad you began at once, and
hope you will keep on. But I want to say one word before we sit down.
Not far away from here lies a poor woman with a little newborn baby. Six
children are huddled into one bed to keep from freezing, for they have
no fire. There is nothing to eat over there, and the oldest boy came to
tell me they were suffering hunger and cold. My girls, will you give
them your breakfast as a
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