Father Christmas:  Oh, we must overlook her appearance this time, Mother Goose.  Christmas is no time for tears.  Go back among your brothers and sisters.  Polly.  Mother Goose and I will let you stay, but don’t sit again among the cinders, Polly Flinders!

    (Sound of singing outside.  Children of All Nations enter,
    waving:  flags.  At the conclusion of their song they stand in a
    semi-circle behind Father Christmas and Mother Goose.)

  SONG OF ALL NATIONS.

  (Air—­:  “Upidee,” page 68, Franklin Sq.  Coll No. 1.)

  Dear Father Christmas, you we greet,
    Tra la la, tra la la,
  And Mother Goose, his friend so meet,
    Tra la la, la la. 
  From every nation on the earth
  We hail you both with Christmas mirth.

  Chorus.—­Merry, merry Christmas, all. 
    Christmas gay, happy day! 
  Merry, merry Christmas, all! 
    Merry Christmas day!

    (Pointing to Mother Goose and Father Christmas.)

  “The Children’s Friends” their name is known,
    Tra la la, tra la la;
  Oh, long may they that title own,
    Tra la la, la la. 
  Wherever in the whole wide world
  The flag of childhood is unfurled.—­Cho.

    (Taking places.)

  Above our two most loving friends,
    Tra la la, tra la la,
  The banner of each nation bends,
    Tra la la, la la. 
  Hurrah for Father Christmas dear! 
  And also Mother Goose we’ll cheer!—­Cho.

    (Enter Thanksgiving, carrying a basket of fruit, and
    accompanied by her children, Peace and Plenty.)

Father Christmas:  Why, here’s my dear niece Thanksgiving, with her two fine youngsters, Peace and Plenty!  Thanksgiving, my dear, permit me to present you to Mother Goose, her son Jack, and all the rest of her family. (Mutual recognitions.} Also, to the Children of All Nations. (Bows.)

Thanksgiving: 

  With Peace and with Plenty, my children, I bring
  To good Father Christmas our small offering.
(Presents basket.)

Peace and Plenty (together):

  Long live Father Christmas and Mother Goose, too! 
  Their fame is world-wide, and their friends not a few.

(Thanksgiving, Peace, and Plenty now take places near Father Christmas, while Happy New Year enters, carrying a bunch of keys.  She is accompanied by two children, Hope and Good Resolutions.)

Father Christmas (rising to greet her):  My dear daughter Happy New Year, we are glad to see you, with Hope and Good Resolutions looking so bright and well.  Permit me to introduce my guests. (Mutual recognitions.)

Happy New Year: 

  With Good Resolutions quite close to my side,
  And sweet little Hope with me whate’er betide,
  I bring Father Christmas the bright golden keys
  That will open my door ’98 with ease.