Penny and Peter

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fire."
    Daddy got out of the car and took some bags out of the back. He carried them up the steps and went into the cabin. In a few minutes, smoke was curling out of the chimney.
    When Daddy returned to the car, he said, "Come on, now. The fire is burning."
    Peter, Penny, and Mother got out of the car. With their arms filled with bundles and boxes, they paraded up the path to the cabin. When they reached the door, there, hanging on the doorknob, was a great big Christmas card. It said, "Love and a Merry Christmas to Mother, from Daddy and the boys."
    Mother was so surprised she hardly knew what to say.

    "Sorry we couldn't wrap it up in cellophane and tie it with red ribbon," said Daddy.
    Mother laughed. "It's wonderful !" she cried. "Just wonderful!" Then she kissed Daddy and Penny and Peter. "Thank you so much," she said.
    Inside, the cabin looked very cheery, with the fire roaring in the fireplace.
    It took a long time to unload the car and stow everything away in the cabin. When they had finished Daddy said, "Well, boys! What do you say we go out and trim another Christmas tree?"
    "What do you mean?" cried Penny.
    "I thought it would be nice to trim one for the birds," said Daddy.
    "Oh, Daddy!" cried Peter. "That would be great! What will we use for trimmings?"
    "Oh, I have brought the trimmings," said Daddy, picking up a box.
    The boys followed Daddy outside. They picked out a small pine tree near the steps.
    Soon they were all at work trimming the tree. They hung the branches with pieces of suet and cranberries and little metal cups filled with different kinds of seeds. Daddy also had some tiny red apples that they hung here and there. Near the top, they hung a loaf of bread.
    In the midst of the trimming, Daddy said with a laugh, "Careful now, Peter, don't drop any balls."
    Peter laughed. "Well, anyway," he said, "this is one Christmas tree I can't knock over, even if I try."

Turn the page for a peek at another
Carolyn Haywood classic
    Primrose Day
    where there's always a reason to be merry!

1. Merry Leaves for America

    Merry Primrose Ramsay was almost seven years old. She was named Merry because her mother loved merry little girls and Primrose because she was born in the month of April when the primroses bloom in England.
    Merry lived in England in the big city of London. When asked whom she lived with, she would reply, "I live with my mummy and daddy, Greggie and Molly and Annie." Greggie was a Scottie dog whose name was really Mac-Gregor. Molly was a make-believe playmate and Annie was the cook.
    When people asked Merry where she lived she would say, "I live at number eight Heartford Square." Then everyone knew that Merry lived in a house that faced a little park. Merry was glad she lived in a house on a square. She liked walking past the houses on one side of the square, then across the end of the square and down the other side. The houses were built of red brick and they all had white stone steps. They were very close together. Merry thought they looked like faces with their cheeks touching. The square was a cozy place to live.
    But the nicest part about living on the square was the little park. All around the park there was a high iron railing. There was a gate at each end. The people who lived on the square had keys so that they could go in and out of the gates. There were flower beds and trees in the park. In the spring there were tulips in the flower beds. The paths were covered with pebbles and sometimes Merry would find a very pretty pebble. Then she would put it in her pocket and carry it home to show to Mummy.

    There were benches in the park, too. On clear days there were always nurses sitting on the benches. They watched over the little children while they played. All of the nurses were called "Nanny." Merry had had a nanny when she was little but now that she was almost seven years old, she didn't need a nurse to watch her. She was old enough to take care of herself.
    One afternoon Merry stood at the

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