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_Edith Houghton Hooker_
Everybody's hands were quite full of little pin-pricks from the holly / leaves. Alan and David and little Alice had all been helping with the / Christmas greens, and at last the wreaths were securely fastened on / tiny tacks in the windows, and sprays of holly peeped festively out / from behind each picture. There was a large red paper bell hanging from / the chandelier in the hall for Santa Claus to ring when he came in, / and beside it a sprig of mistletoe, so there would be no embarrassment / about kissing him in case he should be caught.[2]