The knightly salmon, king of fish,
Without reproach or fear,
The noblest fish a man could wish,
Came bringing up the rear.
And thus they reached the mermaid's cave.
Who, with a heart-felt joy,
To her bright home beneath the wave,
Welcomed the little boy!
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Here is a letter which we print just as it was written by the little
one who sent it to us:
DEAR ST. NICHOLAS I send you a little story to put in the letter
Box.
Once there was a little Boy His Name was Harry He lived with His
Mother in a humble little Cottage) His Mothers Name was Mrs Jones
she was a Widow) she and Harry lived all alone) one day Harry came
Home from school and faced the Doctor at the Door young man said
the Dr to the Boy your Mother is very sick) she was doing what you
ought to of done for her) what is that sir said Harry choping Wood
Bringing in Coal and all such work as that) she straned her self
and is very ill) poor Harry hung down His head for His Mother had
asked Him to chop the wood this Morning when He was mending his
Ball) He said I will be there in a moment Mother) and like all Boy
He forgot) oh how poor Harry felt When He thought of this) but
Harry took good care of His Mother ever after) a Friend of Harries
got Him a good Situation and Made a man of Him and He allways did
what His Mother asked Him) ever after Harry said to the Dr one day)
Dr I can take care of Mother now and I allways will
So we hope Harry will take care of His Widow Mother, all the) rest
of His days)
M.
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