Blanche Proctor Fisher

“ Santa Claus. He's about the gloomiest creature I ever saw; and yet he struck sort of a hopeful note when he said people would get what they wished for if they only believed it. I wonder how that would work out in my case. (The Sand-Man enters, R. door.) Ah! here comes the Sand-Man back again. Well, how did things go with you to-night? Is your sand-bag empty?
Sand-Man. Almost. It takes a powerful lot of sand to make the children sleepy the night before Christmas. ”

“ Sometimes it's both legs that are broken, and the head flies off; and that's the greatest pity of all, for then there isn't any one gets their wish.
Santa Claus. Is your business something like mine, then; giving people whatever they wish?
Wish-Bone. N-no,-not exactly giving it,—just promising it. But it all amounts to the same thing. Once make people believe they'll get what they wish for, and somehow it always comes in the end.
Santa Claus. Then perhaps you can help me out. [Pg 8] My great wish just at present is to know what the children are dreaming about to-night. ”

“ A real ice-cream cone wouldn't have lasted much longer. Sh! Who's coming now? (As the Ice-Cream Cone disappears the music stops, and the light grows bright again. The Little Girl enters at the R. She is wrapped in a muffler and carries a lighted lantern. Coming toward the front of the stage she stops in terror on seeing the Imps.) Don't be frightened, little girl. We're only Santa Claus's imps. We won't hurt you. ”

“ Lisle Irving, a lively "city girl," goes down into the country on a vacation and to get rid of a husband of her father's choice whom she has never seen, and runs into the very man living there under another name. He meets her by accident and takes her to be one of a pair of twins who have been living at the farmhouse. She discovers his mistake and in the character of both twins in alternation gives him the time of his life, incidentally falling in love with him. An unusual abundance of good comedy characters, including one—Bill Meader—of great originality and humor, sure to make a big hit. ”

“ That looks like one of those red-headed lollipops that Santa Claus made to put in the children's stockings. Do you s'pose that one has escaped from the box?
First Imp. I don't think it's a real lollipop. Maybe it's only a dream. See! It's vanishing away.
(The Lollipop disappears. Santa Claus stirs in his sleep, while the music, slightly louder, changes to a livelier tune. The Ice-Cream Cone enters through the R. door and crosses the stage dancing a jig.)
Second Imp. Oh, how funny! What is it?
First Imp. That is an ice-cream cone. All children love to eat them. ”

“ When a fellow gets to be my age his head isn't steady enough to stand any such merry-go-'round as this. Come on now, let's see if you've done your work properly and polished the bells as I told you.
(He sits down in his big armchair and the Imps climb upon his lap.)
First Imp. I said I would make my bells so bright that people would think they were twinkling stars.
Second Imp. And I said——
First Imp (interrupting) . Never mind what you said. There wasn't any sense to that. Santa Claus, tell us, what do children dream about at Christmas time?
Santa Claus. What do children dream about? ”