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CHAPTER VIII
CHRISTMAS MUMMING
It was Christinas Eve when \ve went
mumming, and oh! how glorious the moonlight
vras! Down in our streets and up over our
hills the moon shines clearer than it does
any-where else on the face of the globe, I’ll wager.
Massa, Mina and I had dressed ourselves up
in fancy costumes. “ If any one asks where
vou are from,” said Mother, when we were
ready to start, “ you can safely say, ‘ From the
Land of Fantasy.’ You certainly look as if
you came from there.”
Massa had on a light blue dress trimmed
with gold-colored cord. It was one of
Mother’s heirlooms from Great-grandmother
Krag, and had a tiny short waist and big puffed
sleeves. Massa wore also a green velvet hat,
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