Washington Irving,
Christmas Day
“ Master Simon covered himself with glory by the stateliness with which, as Ancient Christmas, he walked a minuet with the peerless, though giggling, Dame Mince-Pie. It was followed by a dance of all the characters--a medley of quaint costumes.The worthy Squire contemplated these fantastic sports, and the resurrection of his old wardrobe, with the simple relish of childish delight.But enough of Christmas and its gambols; it is time for me to pause in this garrulity. In writing to amuse, if I fail, the only evil is my own disappointment. ”
