A Reversible Santa Claus eBook

Meredith Merle Nicholson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 76 pages of information about A Reversible Santa Claus.

A Reversible Santa Claus eBook

Meredith Merle Nicholson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 76 pages of information about A Reversible Santa Claus.

“Goo-goo!  Goody; teep wunnin’!”

“A kid!” The Hopper gasped.

That he had eloped with a child was the blackest of the day’s calamities.  He experienced a strange sinking feeling in the stomach.  In moments of apprehension a crook’s thoughts run naturally into periods of penal servitude, and the punishment for kidnaping, The Hopper recalled, was severe.  He stopped the car and inspected his unwelcome fellow passenger by the light of matches.  Two big blue eyes stared at him from a hood and two mittens were poked into his face.  Two small feet, wrapped tightly in a blanket, kicked at him energetically.

“Detup!  Mate um skedaddle!”

Obedient to this command The Hopper made the car skedaddle, but superstitious dread settled upon him more heavily.  He was satisfied now that from the moment he transferred the strap-hanger’s bill-book to his own pocket he had been hoodooed.  Only a jinx of the most malevolent type could have prompted his hurried exit from a train to dodge an imaginary “bull.”  Only the blackest of evil spirits could be responsible for this involuntary kidnaping!

“Mate um wun!  Mate um ’ippity stip!”

The mittened hands reached for the wheel at this juncture and an unlooked-for “jippity skip” precipitated the young passenger into The Hopper’s lap.

This mishap was attended with the jolliest baby laughter.  Gently but with much firmness The Hopper restored the youngster to an upright position and supported him until sure he was able to sustain himself.

“Ye better set still, little feller,” he admonished.

The little feller seemed in no wise astonished to find himself abroad with a perfect stranger and his courage and good cheer were not lost upon The Hopper.  He wanted to be severe, to vent his rage for the day’s calamities upon the only human being within range, but in spite of himself he felt no animosity toward the friendly little bundle of humanity beside him.  Still, he had stolen a baby and it was incumbent upon him to free himself at once of the appalling burden; but a baby is not so easily disposed of.  He could not, without seriously imperiling his liberty, return to the cottage.  It was the rule of house-breakers, he recalled, to avoid babies.  He had heard it said by burglars of wide experience and unquestioned wisdom that babies were the most dangerous of all burglar alarms.  All things considered, kidnaping and automobile theft were not a happy combination with which to appear before a criminal court.  The Hopper was vexed because the child did not cry; if he had shown a bad disposition The Hopper might have abandoned him; but the youngster was the cheeriest and most agreeable of traveling companions.  Indeed, The Hopper’s spirits rose under his continued “goo-gooing” and chirruping.

“Nice little Shaver!” he said, patting the child’s knees.

Little Shaver was so pleased by this friendly demonstration that he threw up his arms in an effort to embrace The Hopper.

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