But, oh! how they
did wish the time would come when they might really eat them!
"What do you most want for Christmas?" asked Curly as he and his
brother tramped on through the snow-covered woods.
"A toy steam engine," replied Flop Ear. "And what do you want, Curly
Tail?"
"A make-believe automobile."
"I hope we get them," went on Flop Ear with a sigh, and pretty soon,
off in the woods, they heard a voice calling:
"Whoa, now! Stand still there, if you please. Some of the things are
slipping off my sleigh, and I want to fasten them on. Whoa there,
reindeer!"
"Listen to that, would you now!" whispered Curly Tail to his
brother, as they hid down behind some bushes.
"Reindeer!" exclaimed Flop Ear. "There's only one person who has
reindeer and he is--"
"Santa Claus!" interrupted Curly Tail. "We've found Santa Claus,
Floppy, and this is the best chance in the world to tell him what
presents we want for Christmas!"
"That's right," agreed the other piggie boy. "We'll speak to him,"
and then they walked on a little farther and they saw the dear old
saint himself, with his red coat, all trimmed with white fur, and
his white beard, and he was as round and fat and jolly as anything.
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