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The 12 Days of Christmas (in July)

December 25th, 188x. Falun.


Once upon a time – of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Day – Odnar walked down the street pushing a cart. He listened to the people in the street go up and down the pavement stones chatting merrily.

“A merry Christmas, uncle!  God save you!” cried a cheerful voice.  It was the voice of Odnar’s young nephew.

“Tiny Tor!!” said Odnar, “Good come help me with the cart”

This nephew of Odnars’s, he was all in a glow; his face was ruddy and handsome; his eyes sparkled, and his smile broad.

“Christmas is here, uncle!” said Odnar’s nephew.  “Will cousin Tenk be joining us?”

“Indeed” said Odnar.  “Merry Christmas!  Tenk is joining us and … Miss Maggie.” His eyes twinkled.

“Wonderful” returned the nephew merrily.  “Did you get the wreaths and the Nog… and the Yule cheese?”

Odnar having been caught in a daydream, said “Yes!”

“This will be the best Christmas!” said the nephew.

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