{"product_id":"2940014892285","title":"The Night Before Christmas \u0026 Other Christmas Stories","description":"A Collection of Wonderful stories about Christmas that kids would surely love. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStories include: The Night After Christmas, Santa Claus Does not Forget, The Fairy Christmas, The Ball Game, Christmas Day, The Doll's Christmas Party, Grandma's Christmas Gifts, Mama's Happy Christmas, The Christmas Carols of the Birds, A Turkey for One, Little Christmas Carolers, What Happened On Christmas Eve, Susy's Christmas Present, Santa Claus Letter, A ragged Christmas Feast.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSANTA CLAUS DOES NOT FORGET.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBertie was a very good boy. He was kind, obedient, truthful, and unselfish. He had, however, one great fault,--he always forgot.\u003cbr\u003eNo matter how important the errand, his answer always was, “I forgot.” When he was sent with a note to the dress-maker his mother would find the note in his pocket at night. If he was sent to the store in a great hurry, to get something for tea, he would return late, without the article, but with his usual answer.\u003cbr\u003eHis father and mother talked the matter over, and decided that something must be done to make the little boy remember.\u003cbr\u003eChristmas was near, and Bertie was busy making out a list of things which Santa Claus was to bring him.\u003cbr\u003e“Santa Claus may forget some of those things,” said his mother.\u003cbr\u003eCHRISTMAS FROLICS\u003cbr\u003e“He cannot,” replied Bertie; “for I shall write sled, and skates, and drum, and violin, and all the things on this paper. Then when Santa Claus goes to my stocking he will find the list. He can see it and put the things in as fast as he reads.”\u003cbr\u003eChristmas morning came, and Bertie was up at dawn to see what was in his stocking. His mother kept away from him as long as she could, for she knew what Santa Claus had done.\u003cbr\u003eFinally she heard him coming with slow steps to her room. Slowly he opened the door and came towards her. He held in his hand a list very much longer than the one he had made out. He put it in his mother’s hand, while tears of disappointment fell from his eyes.\u003cbr\u003e“See what Santa Claus left for me; but I think he might have given me one thing besides.”\u003cbr\u003eHis mother opened the roll. It was a list of all the errands Bertie had been asked to do for six months. At the end of all was written, in staring capitals, “I FORGOT.”\u003cbr\u003eBertie wept for an hour. Then his mother told him they were all going to grandpa’s. For the first time he would see a Christmas-tree.  Perhaps something might be growing there for him.\u003cbr\u003eIt was very strange to Bertie, but on grandpa’s tree he found everything he had written on his list. Was he cured of his bad habit?  Not all at once; but when his mother saw that he was particularly heedless she would say, “Remember, Santa Claus does not forget.”\u003cbr\u003eM. A. HALEY\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE FAIRY CHRISTMAS.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was Christmas Day, and Toddy and Tita were alone. Papa and mamma had gone out West to see their big boy who was ill. They had promised to be home for Christmas, but a big snow had blocked the railroad track, and nurse was afraid the train would be delayed until the day after Christmas. What a dull Christmas for two little girls, all alone in the great city house, with only the servants! They felt so lonely that nurse let them play in the big drawing-room instead of in the nursery, so they arranged all the chairs in a row, and pretended it was a snowed-up train. Tita was the conductor, and Toddy was the passengers. Just as they were in the midst of it, they heard music in the street, and, running to the window, they saw a little boy outside, singing and beating a tambourine.\u003cbr\u003e“Why,” said Tita, “his feet are all bare!”\u003cbr\u003e“Dess he hanged up bofe stockin’s an’ his shoes, too,” said Toddy.\u003cbr\u003e“Let’s open the window and ask him.”\u003cbr\u003eBut the great window was too high to reach, so they took papa’s cane and pushed it tip. The little boy smiled, but they could not hear what he said, so they told him to come in, and ran to open the big front door. He was a little frightened at first, but the carpet felt warm to his poor bare feet.\u003cbr\u003eHe told them that his name was Guido, and that he had come from Italy, which is a much warmer country than ours, and that he was very poor, so poor that he had no shoes, and had to go singing from house to house for a few pennies to get some dinner. And he was so hungry.\u003cbr\u003e“Poor little boy!” said Tita. “Our mamma is away, and we’re having a pretty sad Christmas, but we’ll try to make it nice for you.”\u003cbr\u003eSo they played games, and Guido sang to them. Then the folding doors rolled back, and there was the dining-room and the table all set, and Thomas, the black waiter, smiling, just as if it had been a big dinner party instead of two very little girls. Nurse said: “Well, I never!” ...","brand":"99 \u0026cent; store, save to buy more","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47147771560176,"sku":"2940014892285","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014892285_p0.jpg?v=1763617113","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014892285","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}