"
Miss Sally Lou laughed so gaily that her young cavalier made another
effort to please her.
"Is that so!" he exclaimed, as if surprised. "It's a mighty lucky thing
you told me that, now, or I never would have thought to bring you
anything. You didn't know that I am a sort of birthday Santa Claus, did
you? Just look out for me next Saturday. If I'm not there by
breakfast-time, wait till noon, and if I don't get there by that time
it'll be because something has happened; anyway, somebody'll be prancing
along about sundown."
"Oh, come along, Raleigh," said Miss Sally Lou, moving off toward the
house. "You're such a tease."
John Jay, sitting beside that wonderful fountain and surrounded by so
many strange, beautiful things, did not think it at all queer that such
an unheard-of person as a birthday Santa Claus should suddenly step out
from the midst of the enchantment and speak to him.
"A blue velvet cape on," he said to himself, thinking how he should
describe him to Bud. "An' gole buckles on his shoes, an' a sword on,
an' a long white feathah in his hat.
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