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MISS SANTA CLAUS OFTHE PULLMANCHAPTER ITHE last half hour had seemed endless to Will'm, almost as long as the whole four years of his life. With his stubby little shoes drawn up under him, and his soft bobbed hair flapping over his ears every time the rockers tilted forward, he sat all alone in the sitting-room behind the shop, waiting and rocking.It seemed as if everybody at the Junction wanted something that afternoon; thread or buttons or yarn, or the home-made doughnuts which helped out the slim stock of goods in the little notion store which had once been the parlor. And it seemed as if[4] Grandma Neal never would finish waiting on the customers and come back to tell the rest of the story about the Camels and the Star; for no sooner did one person go out than another one came in. He knew by the tinkling of the bell over the front door, every time it opened or shut.The door between the shop and sitting-room being closed, Will'm could not hear much that was said, but several times he caught the word "Christmas," and once somebody said "Santa Claus," in such a loud happy-sounding voice that he slipped down from the chair and ran across the room to open the door a crack. It was only lately that he had begun to hear much about Santa Claus. Not until Libby started to school that fall did they know that there is such a wonderful person in the world. Of course they had heard his name, as they had heard Jack Frost's, and had seen his picture in story-books and advertisements, but they hadn't known that he is really true till the other children told Libby. Now nearly[5] every day she came home with something new she had learned about him.

This book is an illustrated version of the original Miss Santa Claus of the Pullman by Annie F. Johnston. “She wasn't his own grandmother, but she had taken the place of one to Libby and him, all the years he had been in the world. Their father paid their board, to be sure, and sent them presents and came to see them at long intervals when he could get away from his work, but that was so seldom that Will'm did not feel very well acquainted with him; not so well as Libby did. She was three years older, and could even remember a little bit about their mother before she went off to heaven to get well. Mrs. Neal wasn't like a real grandmother in many ways. She was almost too young, for one thing. She was always very brisk and very busy, and, as she frequently remarked, she meant what she said and she would be minded.”

Annie Fellows JohnstonAuthor of “The Little Colonel books”,“The Land of the Little Colonel”,“Joel, A boy of Galilee”etc.IT was several days before Will'm lost that haunting fear of having displeased the great power up the cliimney past all forgiveness. It began to leave him gradually as Libby grew more and more sure of her own state of favor. She was so good in school now that even the teacher said nobody could be better, no matter how hard he tried. She stayed every day to help clean the blackboards and collect the pencils. She never missed a syllable nor stepped off the line in spelling class, nor asked for a drink in lesson time. And she and INIaudie Peters had made it up between them not to whisper a single word until after Christmas. She was sure now that even if Santa Claus had overheard Will'm, her explanation that he was too little to know any better had made it all right.

The famed Christmas tale by Annie Fellows Johnston, one of the most popular writer for children of the 20th century and probably the most widely read since Louisa Alcott. The Christmas spirit is on every page of this delicious little book - the story of two little children and their first real Christmas. An ideal gift for any child of any age! A story that parents, cousins, uncles, and aunts will heartily enjoy reading aloud to a breathless audience. "It is a book that breathes of love and the happiness of giving, of good cheer spread into homes of poverty and wealth, of a Christmas that lasts all the year. In short, it is just the book to be numbered among the gifts of the children of the season." -The Christian Advocate "There is a kindly motive to the story....A gentle tale." -Pasadena Library and Civic Magazine "A most beautiful picture is here presented on how opportunity can be made for good deeds, in the most unheard of places, if the love of Christ abideth in us and we keep our eyes on the Sky Road (conscience) which passes through the air where the stars are, the 'forget-me-nots of the angels.' This story tells of a lovely girl traveling in a Pullman car, in which are two little children on their way to where their father has been working to support them. Their mother is dead, but their father has just married again and is going to meet them at a certain station to take them to their new mother and their new home....The book is rich in helpful suggestions to all children, whether they have their own or stepmothers, and is particularly alluring in Christmas suggestions." -Christian Nation "Annie Fellows Johnston has not written any children's books since the fascinating Little Colonel's 'conclusion' made all the children in the country mourn. But her new story, 'Miss Santa Claus of the Pullman' is one of the best she has ever done. Two cunning little tots who rebel at the idea of a stepmother seize the opportunity to indulge their love for traveling by running off on a Pullman coach. It is their very first experience in a diner or a berth, and they have a heavenly time; but the climax of excitement comes with the advent of a red-coated, holly-trimmed girl who corrects their opinions of stepmothers and - well, never mind, but it is something too good to be true. Delightfully written, this will make an ideal Christmas gift." -The Bookman "Will'm and Libby, two motherless little ones, are delighted when they first hear of Santa Claus, and send him a letter asking for a ring for Libby and ride on a Pullman for Will'm. Just before Christmas they hear that their father has married again and they are to leave their grandmother and go home. Dreading a stepmother, they start off, and on the Pullman meet a delightful girl who tells them of a different kind of stepmother and fills their stockings with gifts. In the morning they discover that their Miss Santa Claus is the much dreaded stepmother." -Publishers Weekly

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Excerpt from Miss. Santa Claus of the PullmanThe lat half hour had seemed endless to Will'm, almost as long as the whole four years of his life. With his stubby little shoes drawn up under him, and his soft bobbed hair flapping over his ears every time the rockers tilted forward, he sat all alone in the sitting-room behind the shop, waiting and rocking.It seemed as if everybody at the Junction wanted something that afternoon; thread or buttons or yarn, or the home-made doughnuts which helped out the slim stock of goods in the little notion store which had once been the parlor.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.