Within a week of Christmas Bobby suddenly awoke to the fact that he must go shopping. He found that in ready money he possessed1 just one dollar and sixty-two cents; the rest he banked at interest with his father. With this amount he would have to purchase gifts for the four of his immediate2 household, Celia and Mr. Kincaid, of course. Besides them he would have liked to get something for Auntie Kate, and possibly Johnnie and Carter.
Down town, whither he was allowed to trudge3 one morning after lessons, he found bright and gay with the holiday spirit. Every shop window had its holly4 and red ribbon; and most proper glittering window displays appropriate to the season. In front of the grocery stores, stacked up against the edges of the sidewalks, were rows and rows of Christmas trees, their branches tied up primly5, awaiting purchasers. The sidewalks were crowded with people, hurrying in and out of the shops, their lips smiling but their eyes preoccupied6. Cutters, sleighs, delivery wagons8 on runners, dashed up and down the street to a continued merry jingling9 of bells. Slower farmers on sturdy sled runners crept back and forth10. A jolly sun peeked11 down between the tall buildings. The air was crisp as frost-ice.
Bobby wandered down one side the street and back the other, enjoying hugely the varied13 scene, stopping to look with a child's sense of fascination14 into even the hat-store windows. He made his purchases circumspectly15, and not all on the same day. Only after much hunting of five- and ten-cent departments, much investigation16 of relative merits, did he come to his decision. Then, his mind at rest, he retired17 to his own room where he did up extraordinarily18 clumsy packages with white string, and laid them away in the bottom of his bureau drawer.
Three days before Christmas the tree was delivered. Martin and Mr. Orde installed it in the parlour. First they brought in a wash-tub, then from its resting place since last year, they hunted out its wooden cover with the hole in the top. Through the hole the butt19 of the tree was thrust; and there it was solid as a church! It was a very nice tree, and its topmost finger just brushed the ceiling.
Now Bobby had new occupation which kept him so busy that he had no more time for coasting. Grandma Orde gave him a spool20 of stout21 linen22 thread, a thimble, and a long needle with a big eye. Bobby, a pan of cranberries23 between his knees, threaded the pretty red spheres in long strings24. He liked to pierce their flesh with the needle, and then to draw them down the long thread, like beads25. The juice of them dyed the thread crimson26, as indeed it also stained Bobby's finger and anything they happened subsequently to touch. As each long string was completed, Bobby went into the chilly27 parlour and reverently28 festooned it from branch to branch of the tree. It was astonishing what a festive29 air the red imparted to the sombre green. When finally the pan was emptied of cranberries, it was replenished31 with popcorn32. Bobby unhooked the long-handled wire popper from its nail in the back entry and set to work over the open fire. It was great fun to hear the corn explode; and great fun to keep it shaking and turning until the wire cage was filled to its capacity with this indoor snow. Once Bobby neglected to fasten the top securely, and the first miniature explosion blew it open so that the popcorn deluged33 into the fire. When the last little cannon--for so Bobby always imagined them--had uttered its belated voice, Bobby knocked loose the fastening and poured the white, beautiful corn into the pan. Always were some kernels34 which had refused to expand. "Old Maids," Bobby called them.
This popcorn, too, was to be strung by needle and thread. It was a difficult task. The corn was apt to split, or to prove impervious35 to the needle. However, the strings were wonderful, like giant snowdrops shackled36 together to do honour to the spirit of Christmas. Bobby hung them also on the branches of the tree. His part of the celebration was finished.
Mrs. Orde believed that Christmas excitement should have a full day in which to expend37 itself; so Christmas eve offered nothing except a throbbing38 anticipation39. One old custom, however, was observed as usual. After supper Mr. Orde seated himself in front of the fire.
"Get the book, Bobby," said he.
Bobby had the book all ready. It was a very thin wide book, printed entirely40 on linen, in bright colours, and was somewhat cracked and ragged41, as though it had seen much service. Bobby presented this to his father and climbed on his knee. Mr. Orde opened the book and began to read that one verse of all verses replete42 to childhood with the very essence of this children's season:
"_'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings all hung by the chimney with care
In the hope that St. Nicholas soon would be there._"
As the reading progressed, Bobby thrilled more and more at the cumulation of the interest. St. Nick's cry to his steeds:
"_----Now Dolly, now Vixen!
Now Feather! Now, Snowball! Now Dunder and Blitzen!_"
brought his heart to his mouth with excitement that culminated43 in that final surge:
"To the top of the house, to the top of the wall,
Now dash away! dash away! dash away, all!"
When the reading was finished he sank back with a happy sigh.
"Now story," said he, and became once more for this evening the little child of a year back.
He listened with satisfaction to his father's unvarying Christmas story of the Good Little Boy who went to bed and slept soundly and awoke to varied gorgeousness of gifts; and the Bad Little Boy who slipped out and "hooked" a ride on Santa Claus's very sleigh, and next morning, on seeing his stocking full congratulated himself that he had been unobserved; but on opening the stocking beheld44 a magic ruler that followed him everywhere he went and spanked45 him vigorously and continuously: "Even into the conservatory46?" Bobby in his believing infancy47 used to ask. "Even into the conservatory," his father would solemnly reply.
After the story Bobby had to go to bed.
"And look out you don't open your eyes if you hear Santa Claus in the room," warned his mother. "Because if you do, he won't leave you any presents!"
Bobby kissed them all and trudged48 upstairs. He was too old to believe in Santa Claus. His attitude during the rest of the year was frank scepticism. Yet when Christmas eve came around, he found that he had retained just enough faith to be doubtful. It was manifestly impossible that such a person could exist; and yet there remained the faint chance. Nobody believes that horseshoes bring luck; and yet we all pick them up. Bobby resolved, as usual, to stay awake. Once in former years he had awakened49 in the dark hours. He had become conscious of a bright and unusual light in the street, and had hidden his head, fairly convinced that Santa was passing. Nobody told Bobby that the light was the lantern on a wagon7 making late deliveries. To-night he hung his stocking at the foot of his bed, resolved to see who filled it. The Tree was not to be unveiled until ten o'clock; and it was ridiculous to expect a small boy to wait until then without _anything_. Hence the stocking.
Bobby must have stayed awake an hour. The room gradually became cold. A dozen times his thoughts began to swell50 into queer ideas, and as many times he brought himself back to complete consciousness. Then quite distinctly he heard the sound of sleighbells, faint and far and continuous. Bobby's sleepy thoughts resolved about the old question. This might be Santa. Dared he look? As his faculties51 cleared, his common-sense resumed sway. He turned over in bed. Then he found that the faint far sound was not of sleighbells at all, but of the first steam singing to itself from the radiator52; and that the window was gray; and in the dim light he could see a dark irregular, humpy stocking depending from the foot of his bed. He had slept. It was Christmas morning.
Bobby, broad awake with the shock of the discovery, crept hastily down, untied53 the bulging54 stocking and crawled back to his warm nest. It was yet too dark to see; but he cuddled it to him, and felt of it all over, and enjoyed the warmth of his bed in contrast to that momentary55 emergence56 into the outer cold.
Shortly the light strengthened, however, and the room turned warmer. Bobby reached for his dressing57 gown.
From the top of the stocking projected two fat, red and white striped candy canes58 with curved ends. These, of course, Bobby drew out carefully and laid aside. He knew by former experiences that one was flavoured with wintergreen, the other with peppermint59. They were not to be sampled "between meals." Next came something hard and very cold. Bobby dragged forth a pair of skates. They were shining and beautiful, and when Bobby, with the knowledge of the expert, went hastily into details, he found them all heart could wish for. No effeminate straps60 about these! but toe-clamps to tighten61 with a key and a projecting heel lock to insert in a metal socket62 in the boot's heel. This was the _piece de resistance_ of the stocking. Bobby felt perfunctorily along the outside to assure himself that the usual two oranges and the dollar in the toe were in place; then returned to gloat over his skates. He wanted to use them that very day; but realized the heel plates must be fitted to his boots first. After a few moments he stuffed the skates back into the stocking, put on his bedroom knit slippers63, and stole shivering down the steep, creaking stairs. The door to his parents' room stood slightly ajar. He pushed it open cautiously and peered in. The blinds were drawn64, and the room was very dim, so Bobby could make out only the dark shape of the great four-poster bed, and could not tell whether or not his father and mother still slept. For a long time he hesitated, shifting uneasily from one foot to the other. Then he ventured, only just above a whisper.
"Merry Christmas!" said he, a little breathlessly.
But instantly he was reassured65. There came a stir of bed-clothes from the four-poster.
"Merry Christmas, dear!" answered Mrs. Orde.
"Merry Christmas! Caught us, you little rascal66, didn't you?" came in his father's voice.
With a gurgle of delight, Bobby, clasping his stocking, ran and leaped at one bound into the soft coverlet. There he perched happily and told of his skates.
"Suppose you open the blinds and show them," suggested Mr. Orde.
Bobby did so. Mr. Orde examined the skates with the eye of a connoisseur67.
"Seems to me Santa Claus has been pretty good to you," said he finally.
"Yes, sir," said Bobby. For the time being, under the glamour68 of the day, he wanted to believe in Santa Claus. Doubts had cold comfort, for they were shut entirely outside the doors of his mind.
But before long it was time to get up. Bobby pattered across the room and down the hall to the head of the stairs. Outside Grandma Orde's room he paused.
"Merry Christmas, grandma!" he called.
"Merry Christmas, Bobby!" replied Grandma Orde promptly69.
"Merry Christmas, grandpa!" repeated Bobby.
"Grandpa isn't here," replied Grandma.
And on his way back to his own room Bobby found Grandpa; or rather Grandpa surprised him by springing on him suddenly from behind the corner with a shout of "Merry Christmas!" Grandpa had been waiting there for ten minutes, and was as pleased as a child at having caught Bobby.
The latter dressed and went hunting for other game. Mrs. Fox was an easy victim. Amanda he stalked most elaborately, ducking below the chairs and tables, exercising the utmost strategy to approach behind her broad back. Apparently70 his caution succeeded to admiration71. Amanda went on peeling apples, quite oblivious72. And then, just as he was about to spring upon her from the rear, she remarked, in an ordinary tone of voice and without moving her head:
"Merry Christmas, ye young imp30! I know you're there!"
This was a disappointment; but Bobby bagged Martin by hiding in the storehouse; and Duke was too easy.
After breakfast came the inevitable73 delay during which Bobby sat and eyed the parlour doors. Mr. Orde slipped in and out of them several times. Martin, too, entered on some mysterious errand regarding the heating. Finally everything was pronounced in readiness. All the family but Bobby went into the parlour. Suddenly both doors were thrown back at once. Bobby stood face to face with the Tree.
It stood, glittering and glorious, set like a jewel in the velvet74 of the darkened room. Only the illumination of its own many little candles cast radiance on its decorations and the parcels hung from its branches and piled beneath, and dimly on the half-visible circle of the family sitting motionless as though part of a spectacle.
Bobby drew a deep breath and entered. What a changed tree from the one he had hung with cranberries and popcorn the day before! The cranberries and popcorn were still there; but in addition were glittering balls, and strings of silver, and coloured glass bells, and candy birds and angels with spun-glass wings, and clouds of gold and silver tinsel and cornucopias75, and candy in bags of pink net, and dozens of lighted candles, and on the very top the great silver Star of Bethlehem.
Most of the gifts were wrapped in paper and tied with green and red ribbon. Two or three, however, were too large for this treatment, and stood exposed to view. Bobby could not help seeing a sled--a real sled--painted red. He declined, however, to see another larger article quite on the other side the tree. By a perversity76 of will he thrust it entirely out of his head, as though it did not exist, unwilling77 to spoil the effect of its final realization78.
For a full minute Bobby stood in the centre of the stage, his sturdy legs spread apart, his hands clasped tight behind him, his eyes blinking at the splendour. Finally he sighed.
"My, that tree's just--just--_scrumptious!_" he breathed.
The interest that had held the circle of elders silent and motionless, like a mechanical setting for the tree, broke in a laugh. Mr. Orde arose.
"Well, let's see what we have," said he.
He advanced and picked up a package.
"'For Grandma Orde from her loving daughter,'" he read the inscription79. "Here you are, grandma. First blood!"
Rapidly the distribution went forward. Cries of delight, of surprise and of thanks, the rustle80 of many wrapping papers filled the air. Around each member of the family these papers, tossed carelessly aside in the impatience81 of the moment, accumulated knee-deep. The servants, very clean and proper in their Sunday best, stood in a constrained82 group near the door, holding their gifts, still wrapped, awkwardly in their hands.
Bobby for a few moments was kept very busy acting83 as messenger. By custom his was the hand to deliver to the servants their packages. Then grown-up excitement lulled84, and he had time to gloat over his own formidable pile.
The sled he at once turned over. Glory! Its runners were of the round-spring variety--the very best. They were dull blue and unpolished as yet, of course; but that fact was merely an incentive85 to much coasting. Another knife filled his heart with joy! for naturally the birthday knife was broken-bladed by now. A large square package proved to contain a model steam engine with a brass86 boiler87 and what looked like a lead cylinder88; its furnace was a small alcohol lamp. Seven or eight books of varying interest, another pair of knit socks from Auntie Kate, a half-dozen big glass marbles, a box of tin soldiers completed the miscellaneous list. A fat, round, soft package, when opened, disclosed a set of boxing-gloves.
"Now you and Johnny can have it out," observed Mr. Orde.
Another square package held two volumes from Mr. Kincaid. They were thick volumes with pleasant smelling red leather covers on which were stamped in gold the name and the figure of a man in very old-fashioned garments aiming a very old-fashioned fowling-piece at something outside of and higher than the book. "Frank Forrester's Sporting Scenes and Characters: The Warwick Woodlands" spelled Bobby. He lingered a moment or so over the fat red volumes.
Each of the servants contributed to Bobby's array; for they liked Bobby and his frank manly89 ways. Martin gave a red silk handkerchief whose borders showed a row of horses' heads looking out of mammoth90 horseshoes. Amanda presented him with a pink china cup-and-saucer on which were scattered91 bright green flowers. Mrs. Fox's offering was, characteristically, a net-work bag for carrying school books.
The Christmas tree was stripped of everything but its decorations. Even some of the candles had burned dangerously low and had been extinguished. The servants had slipped away.
"Here, youngster," admonished92 Mr. Orde, "aren't you going to get all your presents? You haven't looked behind the tree yet."
And then at last Bobby permitted himself to see that of which he had been aware all the time; but which, by an effort of the will he had made temporarily as unreal to himself as St Paul's in London. Behind the tree, furnished, repainted, wonderful, to be reverenced93, stood high and haughty94 the self-inking, double roller, 5 x 7 printing press!
"What do you say to that?" cried Mr. Orde.
But Bobby had nothing to say to that. He was too overwhelmed. He approached and pulled down the long lever. Immediately, as the platen closed, the two rollers rose smoothly95 across the form and over the round ink-plate, which at the same time made a quarter-revolution. At the nice adjustment and correlation96 of these forces Bobby gave a cry of admiration.
"Look in the drawers," advised his father.
The little boy pulled open one after another the shallow drawers in the stand to which the press was fastened. Some were filled with leads and quoins and blocks. Some were regular type-cases, plenished with glittering new fonts all distributed. One contained a small composing stone, a cleaning brush, a composing stick, a pair of narrow-pointed pliers, a mallet97 and planer. Everything was complete.
"Don't you think Auntie Kate was pretty good to a little boy I know?" asked Mrs. Orde.
"Did Auntie Kate give me all this?" asked Bobby.
"She certainly did," replied his mother.
Now the family, bearing each his presents, moved into the sitting room to give Mrs. Fox and Martin a chance to clean up the debris98. Bobby arranged his things on the sofa. Suddenly there came to him the uneasy feeling of having reached the end. He had mounted above the first joy and surprise and anticipation. It was all comprehended; nothing more was to follow. Novelty had evaporated, like the volatile99 essence it is; and Bobby had not as yet entered the fuller enjoyment100 of use. He could not calm to the point of doing more than glance restlessly through the books; he had not recovered sufficiently101 from his morning excitement to settle down making his engine go, or to trying his press, or to playing with any of his new toys. There descended102 upon him that peculiar103 and temporary sense of emptiness, which, being revealed by youngsters and misunderstood by elders, often brings down on its victim the unjust accusation104 of ingratitude105.
Luckily Bobby was not long left to his own devices. A wild whoop106 from outside summoned him to the window; and what he saw therefrom caused him to jump as quickly as he could into his out-door garments.
By the horse-block stood a very black and very chubby107 pony108. It wore a beautiful brass-mounted harness, atop its head perched a wonderful red and white pompon, to it was hitched109 a low, one-seated sleigh on the Russian pattern, with high grilled110 dash, and two impressive red and white horse-hair plumes111. In this rig-in-miniature sat Johnny English, a broad grin on his face.
"Look what I got for Christmas!" he cried to Bobby. "Jump in and have a ride!"
Bobby jumped in, and they drove away. The pony trotted112 very busily with more appearance of speed than actual swiftness. The little sleigh, being low to the ground, emphasized this illusion; so that the two small boys had all the exhilaration of tearing along at a racing113 gait.
"This is great!" cried Bobby. "What else did you get?"
"Yes, and there's a two-wheeled cart for summer," said Johnny; "and when you slide the seat forward a little and let down the back, it makes another seat. I'll show you when we go back."
Shortly they decided114 to do this. Johnny attempted to turn in his tracks, as he had seen cutters do on the Avenue. But here the snow was not packed flat, as it is on the thoroughfare, so that when the twisting was applied115 one runner promptly left earth, and the whole sleigh canted dangerously. A moment later, however, in response to the frantic116 counterbalancing of two frightened small boys and the sensible coming to a halt of the fuzzy pony, it sank back to solidity.
"Gee117!" breathed Johnny, wide-eyed, "That was a close squeak118!"
They turned more cautiously, and in a wide circle, and jingled119 away toward home. It might be mentioned that the bells were not strung as a belt to encircle the pony, but were attached below to the underside of the thills in such a manner as to contribute chimes.
"What's his name?" asked Bobby, referring to the pony.
"He hasn't any. I got to name him."
"I knew a very nice horse once. His name was Bucephalus," remarked Bobby tentatively.
"I tell you!" cried Johnny, who had not been listening. "I'll name him Bobby, after you!"
"Oh!" cried that young man. "Will you?" He gazed at the pony with new respect.
"It'll mix things up a little, though, won't it?" reflected Johnny. "I tell you. We'll call him Bobby Junior. How's that?"
"That's fine!" agreed Bobby gravely.
In the dead cold air of the Englishes' barn, which was situated120 in an alley-way, the block above their house, Bobby and Johnny examined the cart, admired its glossy121 newness, and, under the coachman's instructions, experimented with the sliding seat. They took a peek12 through the folding door into the stable where stood the haughty horses. These, still chewing, slightly turned their heads and rolled their fine eyes back at the intruders, then, with a high-headed indifference122, returned to their hay. After this the boys scuttled123 into the small, overheated "office" with its smell of leather and tobacco and harness soap; with its coloured prints of horses, and its shining harness behind the glass doors; with its cushioned wooden armchairs, its sawdust box and its round hot stove with the soap-stones heating atop. Here they toasted through and through; then clumped124 stiffly down to the Englishes' house, where Johnny exhibited his other presents. They were varied, numerous and expensive. Bobby's Christmas was as dear to him as ever; but it no longer filled the sky. Another and higher mountain had lifted itself beyond his ranges. The eagerness to exhibit triumphantly125 to Johnny which, up to this moment, he had with difficulty restrained, was suddenly dashed. It hardly seemed worth while.
"Come over and see my things," he suggested without much enthusiasm.
"It's dinner time now, Bobby," objected Mrs. English, who had just come in. "After dinner."
"All right; after dinner, then," agreed Bobby. "Bring Caroline," he added as an after-thought.
That demure126 damsel had also her array of presents, of which she seemed very proud, but which did not interest Bobby in the slightest. They seemed to be silver-handled scissors, and pincushions, and embroidered127 handkerchief-holders and similar rubbish.
But when Johnny--without Caroline--appeared shortly after the elaborate Christmas dinner the production of which constituted Grandma Orde's chief delight in the day, Bobby's enthusiasm returned. Johnny went wild over the printing press. Experience with the toy press had given him a basis of comparison.
"My!" he ejaculated at last, "I believe I'd rather have this than Bobby Junior!
"Now," continued Johnny, "we can get all sorts of orders. I'll ask papa about envelopes and letter-heads this evening."
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