[Illustration: THE GRANDMOTHERS ENJOY THE CHINESE TOYS.]
"He grumbled about his Christmas presents," replied the Patchwork
Woman.
"What did you have?" inquired the Mayor.
"Eight pairs of blue yarn stockings," answered Julia, rubbing his
eyes.
"And the year before?"
"Eight pairs of blue yarn stockings."
"And the year before that?"
"Eight pairs of blue yarn stockings."
"Didn't you ever have anything for Christmas presents but blue yarn
stockings?" asked the astonished Mayor.
"No, sir," said Julia meekly.
Then the whole story came out. Julia, by dint of questioning, told
some, and the other children told the rest; and finally, in the
afternoon, orders came to dress him in his own clothes, and send him
home. But when he got there, the Mayor and Chinese Ambassador had
been there before him, and there hung the eight pairs of blue yarn
stockings under the mantel-shelf, crammed full of the most beautiful
things--knives, balls, candy--everything he had ever wanted, and the
mantel-shelf piled high also.
A great many of the presents were of Chinese manufacture; for the
Ambassador considered them, of course, superior, and he wished to
express his gratitude to Julia as forcibly as he could. There was one
stocking entirely filled with curious Chinese tops. A little round
head, so much like the Ambassador's that it actually startled Julia,
peeped out of the stocking.
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