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A Romanoff Christmas.

“Did I get anything for Christmas?” •asked the Czar, sleepily rubbing his eyes on the morn of the 25th of December. “Yes, sir,” responded the Imperial Bundle-opener and Food-sipper; “there are fourteen infernal machines, twentysix boxes of poisoned candy, a nice Christmas cake with powdered glass filling, some frosty Christinas cards coated with corrosive sublimate, an embroidered wall-text reading ‘Death to Tyrants!’ a cunning jumping-jack, which when released explodes a quart of lyddite, some bombs covered with tinsel, an ultimatum from the Duma, a pink celluloid rattler filled with percussion caps and presented •by the Siberian Miners’ Retribution Deague, and more coming in every mail. It has been a Merry Christmas, your Majesty.”

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLV, Issue 25, 21 December 1910, Page 58

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A Romanoff Christmas. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLV, Issue 25, 21 December 1910, Page 58

A Romanoff Christmas. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLV, Issue 25, 21 December 1910, Page 58