The Thin Santa Claus
The Thin Santa Claus
The Chicken Yard That Was a Christmas Stocking
How Mrs. Gratz becomes a believer in Santa Claus.
Book Excerpt
ch chicken houses. You make me afraid of such bugs. I don't dare let you go out there to get your bones and feet all eat up by them. I guess not!"
"Well, you see--you see--" said the thin Santa Claus, puzzled, and then he cheered up. "You see, I ain't afraid of them. I've been fumigated against them. Fumigated and antiskep--antiskepticized. I've been vaccinated against them by the Board of Health. I'll show you the mark on my arm, if you want to see it."
"No, don't," said Mrs. Gratz. "I let you go and look in that chicken coop if you want to, but it ain't no use. There ain't nothing there."
The thin Santa Claus paused and looked at Mrs. Gratz with suspicion.
"Why? Did you find it?" he asked.
"Find what?" asked Mrs. Gratz innocently, and the thin Santa Claus sighed and walked around to the back of the house. Mrs. Gratz went with him.
As Mrs. Gratz watched the thin man search the chicken yard for toober-chlosis bugs all doubt that he was her Santa Claus left her mind. H
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A cute story about a criminal indirectly paying for his crime and an unexpected Christmas gift to an old widow. Not the author’s best, but a short fun read.
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""The good folks sure all gits ther reward in this world, only some don't...." A very funny Christmas story by the author of "Pigs is Pigs."
11/18/2013