And every year there was
a large crop of home knitted mittens that Green Valley girls and boys
wore with pride and comfort. No city pair of gloves ever equaled
grandma's knitted ones that went very nearly to the elbow and were the
only thing for skating and coasting.
Christmas was the time too when dreams came true. Fanny Foster knew
this when Christmas morning she opened a parcel and found a beautiful
silk petticoat. No card came with it but Fanny knew.
Hen Tomlins had a baby boy for his best Christmas gift. Agnes had
always opposed all talk of adopting a baby, but this year that was her
gift to Hen. And they were all happy about it.
Of course, even in Green Valley a certain amount of foolishness
prevailed. Everybody smiled when a week before Christmas Jessie
Williams said she had all her presents ready but Arthur's; that she was
waiting for the next pay day to get his; that she believed she'd get
him a new pink silk lamp shade but she knew beforehand he wouldn't be
pleased and would only say that he wished to heaven she'd let him have
the money.
Lutie Barlow was badly disappointed with the hundred and fifty dollar
victrola her husband bought her. She said she wanted a red cow to
match her Rhode Island Reds.
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