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Title: Story of the mince pie
Year: 1916 (1910s)
Authors: Gates, Josephine Scribner, 1859-1930
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Publisher: New York
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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tospare; the stockings will have to go empty. The boy spoke not a word, but watchedthe fire sputter and crackle as though per-haps it might solve the problem. Of one thing he was certain: the stock-ings should not go empty if he could help it. The fire did show him the way, for sud- H7 HOW JACK FILLED denly the logs began to send out tiny sparksand snap for all the world like popcorn. Mother!5 he cried suddenly, I have anidea. Im going out/ Dress warm then, dear, and good luck toyou/ The boy hurried out into the night, andsuch a night! Snowflakes were flying thick and fast,and above his head the ice-coated trees spreadtheir friendly branches. He loved the crisp,sharp air, and raised his face that the flakesmight lodge and sting. Soon he reached the busy street andwatched keenly for a chance to earn a dime. Suddenly he saw a woman carrying a suit-case, running for the car, while at her sidetoddled a child trying in vain to keep upwith her. Let me help, may I? asked Jack wist-fully. 148
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He chose the busiest corner wrhere there was a wronderful toy store N TILDcJNH THE STOCKINGS Oh, if you only would, replied thewoman, grateful indeed for the aid. As they reached the corner she slipped asilver piece into his hand. The car stopped,then whizzed on, leaving Jack staring at thequarter, hardly able to believe it. CA good beginning, he murmured, andran into a near-by store, where he purchaseda few ears of popcorn and a small jar of mo-lasses. Mother, much surprised, welcomed thegifts and boy with open arms. I earned them, Mother! Make somecorn balls and candy while I try again,5 andaway he went. This time he was not so successful. Ev-ery one seemed busy and hurried past him,not even glancing at the eager, earnestface. On one corner a hand-organ man wasgrinding out his music. Jack watched to see 149 HOW JACK FILLED the people stop and drop pennies into his lit-tle cup. Suddenly the boy had an inspiration.He could sing like a bird. In fact he hadbeen soloist of a boy choir in

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