“Wake,” cried the North Wind, (6)
  “You to earth must go.” (7)
  Down we fell fluttering (8)
  Butterflies of snow. 
  Silently and slowly (9)
  Through the winter hours,
  Falling so sadly, (10)
  Hiding grass and flowers, (11-12)

  Then the wind caught us, (13)
  Whirled us round and round, (14)
  Dashed us and drove us, (15)
  Piled us on the ground (16)
  Flying up in frolic, (17)
  Always glad and gay, (18)
  Dancing and drifting (19)
  All the stormy day. (20)

  Now our play is over, (21)
  Now the day is done,
  Falling so sadly, (22)
  Sadly one by one. (23)
  Peeping in the windows (24)
  Where the fires glow,
  See the children’s stockings (25)
  Hanging in a row. (26)

  Hark, in the distance (27)
  Hear the merry bells! 
  Santa Claus is coming, (28)
  Sweet their music tells! 
  Go we now to greet him, (29)
  Listen as we call,—­
  Glad merry Christmas,
  Merry Christmas all! (30)

  Bright stars are gleaming, (31)
  Christmas cometh soon. 
  Joy bells are ringing,
  All in merry tune. 
  We are Christmas snowflakes,
  Singing as we fall,—­
  Glad, merry Christmas,
  Merry Christmas all!

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=Little Snowflakes.=

By ELLA M. POWERS.

    (Six primary children may sing these words to the tune, “Tiny
    Little Snowflakes” in “Golden Robin,” with the following
    finger-play.

    a.  Hands waving up and down, fingers moving rapidly.

    b.  Imitate the waving with hands and heads to right and
    left.

    c.  Quickly shake head and hands.

    d.  One sweep of hand across the desk.

    e.  Right hand raised as high as head, fist closed.

    f.  Abruptly bring fist down on desk.

    g.  Similar to (a).

    h.  Hands clasped and eyes upturned as if gazing with
    admiration at the tree.)

  We are little snowflakes, (a)
    Falling gently down,
  On the fields and mountains
    In the busy town.

  Now the waving (b) spruce trees
    Shaking (c) gently say,
  Brush away this light snow, (d)
    It’s nearly Christmas day.

  Then a man comes gayly
    With his axe so bright, (e)
  He chops down the spruce tree (f)
    Early one fair night.

  Then on Christmas morning
    Children dance to see, (g)
  Many lovely presents
    On that stately tree. (h)

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=Christmas Stories.=

By LETTIE STERLING.

    (These stories may be said and done in concert, or each little
    child may give one verse by himself.