In the Yule-Log Glow, Book II

gh to make everything look genial and pleasant, and yet not with sufficient warmth to mar the pure, unbroken surface of the crisp, white sno

ght; at any rate, I know that he was wide-awake

magenta nose pointing perpendicularly towards the ceiling; but it was all of no use. Do what he would, he

e had got one boot on, that it would be a more natural proceeding to put his stockings on fi

hole air was that of a man who felt a strong impulse to do s

wicked old baron, in the stillness of the calm, bright

done such work for many a long day past; but I have read

blican's prayer, and who shall say but there

reassured when the baron ordered a bullock to be killed and jointed instantly, and all the available provisi

declare, with much pathos, that

y short space of time he sallied forth, accompanied by three servants carrying t

previous night. The labors of the fairies did not seem to have produced much las

of house and home; and the children huddled up timidly to their mother fo

up, and their looks of dread and wret

me breakfast. Here! Fritz-Carl; where are the knaves? Now, then, unpack, and don't be a wee

those of the fairy carpenters; and it was not long before the poor tenants were seated before

es when he thought no one was looking; but his emotion fairly rose to boiling when the poor father, Wilhelm, with tears in his eyes, and about a qu

red the baron. "What the deuce do you

as he thought, in an angry tone, at once jumped to the conclusion that Wilhelm was entreating for longer indulgence. He rushed at the unfortunate man and collared him. "Not if we know it," exclaime

e of a moment, vented itself in a kick, and such a kick! Not one of your Varsovianna flourishes, but a kick that e

rd to the kick, for it was followed, without loss of time, by severa

rt of the steward, thought they could not do better than follow their master's example, which they did to such good purpose

baron and his servants visited the other cottages, in all of wh

ny a long year. He found Bertha, who had not risen when he started, in a considerable state of anxiety as to what he could possib

ceiving which, the baron was beyond measure distressed, and chucked

was overcast again. "My little girl thinks she has no business anywhere, eh! Is that it? Well, then, my pet, suppose you make it your business to write a note to young Carl

mean-yes, I do rea

were winking nine

n, and flinging two soft white arms about his neck, kissed him-oh! how she did kiss him! I shouldn't have thought, mysel