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The Christinas Holidays.

Now the term of school is over, And the small boy lives in clover, For vacation's sun of freedom brightly beams about his way. And the windows that are broken, And the lame cats, are a token Of the liberty untrammelled which doth mark his holiday. Though his parents are distracted At the pranks by day enacted. And their patience and their pockets feel a strain that is intense, Still at night when he is sleeping, O'er their heart's love's wave coes sweeping, Crowding- out all thought of sorrow, or of bother and expense. So, with all his faults, God bless him ! And may ne'er a care distress him More enduring tha,n the transient cloud that veils the summer day, And whate'er the pain and flurry He occasions, and the worry, Oh, God bless the little autocrat who now has regal sway ! 0

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Observer, Volume 9, Issue 574, 28 December 1889, Page 14

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The Christinas Holidays. Observer, Volume 9, Issue 574, 28 December 1889, Page 14

The Christinas Holidays. Observer, Volume 9, Issue 574, 28 December 1889, Page 14