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Well, the Xmas tree didn't run back to the friendly forest as I feared it might in the last story. It stayed right in the little house in the Old Bramble Patch, and the night after Xmas when the little Black Cricket came out on the hearth, that dear little Xmas tree began to sing:
"Oh, I have had my heart's delight, I've been a Xmas tree, All hung with candles shining bright And tinsel fair to see. I do not miss the shady wood, The music of the breeze, For I have found my heart's delight A little child to please."