‘WHAT are you going to do about Christmas this year?’ asked Abby Coles of her cousin Ethel Fletcher, as they walked home from school together one afternoon towards the close of December.
‘I don’t know, ‘ said Ethel; ‘I have not thought much about it yet.’
‘But Christmas is almost here, ‘ argued Abby, ‘and if you are going to make any thing, it is time you began it. I have almost finished my worsted shawl, and am going to knit some scarfs next. Father gave me five dollars to spend, and I am to have five more if I finish the arithmetic before holidays, as I am almost certain I shall. So you see I shall be well off for spending money. What have you commenced?’
‘Nothing, ‘ replied Ethel: ‘I have not asked father for any money yet, and I don’t exactly like to, for when mother told him the other day that she wanted some new things, he said she must wait if she could, for he could not afford it at present.’

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