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Today we will be finishing the life and adventures of Santa Claus by L.

Frank Baum.

Three.

The Deputies of Santa Claus.

However, there was one evil following in the path of civilization that caused Santa Claus a vast amount of trouble before he discovered a way to overcome it.

But fortunately, it was the last trial he was forced to undergo.

One Christmas Eve, when his reindeer had leapt to the top of a new building.

Santa Claus was surprised to find that the chimney had been built much smaller than usual, but he had no time to think about it just then.

So he drew in his breath and made himself as small as possible and slid down the chimney to be at the bottom by this time, he thought, as he continued to slip downward.

But no fireplace of any sort met his view, and by and by he reached the very end of the chimney, which was in the cellar.

This is odd, he reflected, much puzzled by this experience.

If there's no fireplace, what on earth is the chimney good for?

Then he began to climb out again and found it hard work, the space being so small.

And on his way up he noticed a thin round pipe sticking through the side of the chimney, but could not guess what it was for finally he reached the roof and said to the reindeer, there was no need of my going down that chimney, for I could find no fireplace through which to enter the house.

I fear the children who live there must go without playthings this Christmas.

And he drove on, but soon came to another house with a small chimney.

This caused Santa Claus to shake his head doubtfully, but he tried the chimney nevertheless and found it exactly like the other.

Moreover, he nearly stuck fast in the narrow flu and tore his jacket trying to get out again.

So although he came to several such chimneys that night, he did not venture to descend any more of them.

What in the world are people thinking of to build such useless chimneys?

He exclaimed.

In all the years I've traveled with my reindeer, I have never seen the like before.

True enough, but Santa Claus had not been discovered that stoves had been invented and were fast coming into use.

When he did find it out, he wondered how the builders of those houses could have so little consideration for him when they knew very well it was his custom to climb down chimneys and enter houses by way of the fireplaces.

Perhaps the men who built those houses had outgrown their own love for toys and were indifferent whether Santa Claus called in on their children or not.

Whatever the explanation might be, the poor children were forced to bear the burden of grief and disappointment.

The following year, Santa Claus found more and more of the new fashion chimneys that had no fireplaces, and the next year still more.

The third year, so numerous had the narrow chimneys become.

He even had a few toys left in his sledge that he was unable to give away because he could not get to the children.

The matter had now become so serious that it worried the good man greatly, and he decided to talk it over with Kilter and Peter and Neuter and Whisk.

Kilter already knew something about it, for it had been his duty to run around to all the houses just before Christmas and gather up the notes and letters to Santa Claus that the children had written, telling what they wished, put in their stockings or hung on their Christmas trees.

But Kilter was a silent fellow and seldom spoke of what he saw in the cities and villages.

The others were very indignant.

Those people acted that they do not wish their children to be made happy, said sensible Peter in a vexed tone, the idea of shutting out such a generous friend to their little ones.

But it is my intention to make children happy, whether their parents wish it or not, returned Santa Claus.

Years ago, when I first began making toys, children were even more neglected by their parents than they are now.

So I've learned to pay no attention to thoughtless or selfish parents, but to consider only the longings of childhood.

You are right, my master said nuder the real many children would lack a friend if you did not consider them and try to make them happy, declared the laughing Whisk.

We must abandon any thought of using these new fashion chimneys, but become burglars and break into the houses some other way.

What way?

Why, walls of brick and wood and plaster are nothing to fairies.

I can easily pass through them whenever I wish.

And so can Peter and Neuter and Kilter.

Is it not so, comrades?

I often pass through the walls when I gather up the letters, said Kilter.

And that was a long speech for him.

And so surprised Peter and Neuter that their big, round eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

Therefore, continued the fairy, you may as well take us with you on your next journey.

And when we come to one of those houses with stoves instead of fireplaces, we will distribute the toys to the children without the need of using a chimney.

That seems to me a good plan, replied Santa Claus, well pleased at having solved the problem.

We will try it next year.

That was how the fairy, the pixie, the nook and the real all rode in the sledge with their master the following Christmas Eve.

And they had no trouble at all in entering the new fashioned houses and leaving toys for the children that lived in them.

And their deaf services not only relieved Santa Claus of much labor, but enabled him to complete his own work more quickly than usual, so that the merry party found themselves at home with an empty sledge a full hour before daybreak.

The only drawback to the journey was that the mischievous whisk persisted in tickling the reindeer with a long feather to see them jump.

And Santa Claus found it necessary to watch him every minute and to tweak his long ears once or twice to make him behave himself.

But taken altogether, the trip was a great success.

And to this day the four little folk always accompanies Santa Claus on his yearly ride and help him in the distribution of his gifts.

But the indifference of parents, which had so annoyed the good saint, did not continue very long.

And Santa Claus soon found they were really anxious he should visit their homes on Christmas Eve and leave presents for their children.

So to lighten his task, which was fast becoming very difficult indeed, old Santa decided to ask the parents to assist him.

Get your Christmas trees all ready for my coming, he said to them, and then I shall be able to leave the presents without loss of time, and you can put them on the trees when I'm gone.

And to others he said, see that the children's stockings are hung up in readiness for my coming, and then I can fill them as quick as a wink.

And often, when parents were kind and good natured, santa Claus would simply fling down his package of gifts and leave the fathers and mothers to fill the stockings after he had darted away in his sledge.

I will make all loving parents my deputies, cried the jolly old fellow, and they shall help me do my work, for in this way I shall save many precious minutes.

And few children need be neglected for lack of time to visit them.

Besides carrying around the big packs in his swiftlying sledge, old Santa began to send great heaps of toys to the toy shops so that if parents wanted larger supplies for their children, they could easily get them.

And if any children were by chance missed by Santa Claus on his yearly rounds, they could go to the toy shops and get enough to make them happy and contented.

For the loving friend of the little ones decided that no child, if he could help it, should long for toys in vain.

And the toy shops also proved convenient whenever a child fell ill and needed a new toy to amuse it.

And sometimes on birthdays, the fathers and mothers go to the toy shops and get pretty gifts for their children in honor of the happy event.

Perhaps you will now understand how, in spite of the bigness of the world, santa Claus is able to supply all the children with beautiful gifts.

To be sure, the old gentleman is rarely seen in these days, but it is not because he tries to keep out of sight.

I assure you, Santa Claus is the same loving friend of children that in the old days used to play and romp with them by the hour.

And I know he would love to do the same now if he had the time.

But you see, he is so busy all the year making toys and so hurried on that one night when he visits our homes with his packs that he comes and goes among us like a flash and it is almost impossible to catch a glimpse of him.

And although there are millions and millions more children in the world than there used to be, santa Claus has never been known to complain of their increasing numbers.

The more the merrier.

He cries with his jolly laugh.

And the only difference to him is the fact that his little workmen have to make their busy fingers fly faster every year to satisfy the demands of so many little ones.

In all this world there is nothing so beautiful as a happy child, says good old Santa Claus.

And if he had his way, the children would all be beautiful, for all would be happy.

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