And every beast, by some good spell
In the stable dark, was glad to tell
Of the gift he gave Immanuel.


[Footnote 1: By Robert Davis.]


_When the carol is finished_, NURSE MARY _looks at the clock, and
says_, My dears, it is time we were all in bed, or Santa Claus when
he comes, will find us awake, and that would never do. So I must be
going home.

But how do you feel? _asks_ POLLY. Has the medicine done your back
good?

My back? _says_ NURSE MARY. Why, I had forgotten all about my
back--not an ache in it.

And your joints? _asks_ JACK.

I wouldn't know I had any joints, _answers_ NURSE MARY. I declare,
I believe I could dance the Highland Fling. But where is my cloak?

_Then Polly gets the cloak and hood, and helps her put them on, and as
Nurse Mary goes out at the door_,

Good-night, Nurse Mary, _cry_ JACK _and_ POLLY.

Good-night, my dears, NURSE MARY _answers. And the door closes behind