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KRISS KRINGLE.
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things, . . Old Kriss Krin - gle looked round and saw up-

me! " . . Then old Kriss Krin -gle, who loves a joke as


on the elm - tree bough, High hung an

well as the best, Dropped a handful of


o - ri - ole’s nest, . . . lone-ly and emp - ty now.

snow - flakes in - to the o - ri - ole’s emp - ty nest.