Summary

Portrait of Mary Mapes Dodge Mary Mapes Dodge Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…

Hans, not wishing to appear childish, and yet quite willing to hear the story, stood carelessly swinging his skates against the fireplace.
"Well, children, you shall hear it, but we must never waste the daylight again in this way. Pick up your ball, Gretel, and let your sock grow as I talk. Opening your ears needn't shut your fingers. Saint Nicholas, you must know, is a wonderful saint. He keeps his eye open for the good of sailors, but he cares most of all for boys and girls.
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Portrait of Mary Mapes Dodge Mary Mapes Dodge Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…

It is God's will. Go, Hans, and buy the skates."
Hans started with a heavy heart, but since the heart was young and in a boy's bosom, it set him whistling in less than five minutes. His mother had said "thee" to him, and that was quite enough to make even a dark day sunny. Hollanders do not address each other, in affectionate intercourse, as the French and Germans do. But Dame Brinker had embroidered for a Heidelberg family in her girlhood, and she had carried its thee and thou into her rude home, to be used in moments of extreme love and tenderness.
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