cup
Which else would be too sickly!

_Brownies_: And though we are not killed quite dead,
With honest shame we hang our head,
And much regret the lives we led,
Before we met Red Pepper!

FULL CHORUS. So now our little play is done,
Before you people homeward run,
We hope to hear from every one
That you have liked Red Pepper!

(CURTAIN.)

* * * * *

=A Game of Letters.=

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

BY ELIZABETH J. ROOK.

(_For fourteen little ones. Each has a large card, his letter printed
on it in bright colors. As he recites, he holds it up in plain view,
but drops it to his side at the close of his recitation. S takes his
place to the Right, the others following in the order here given until
a straight line is formed_.)

S
We have a game of letters
Which we're going to show to you,
And each will name his letter
As he holds it up to view.
I have an S--a crooked S,
It stands for sugar sweet.

A
And here's an A for apple pie.

M
And M for good mince meat.

T
T stands for turkey, fat and brown,
We have on Christmas day.

S
And here is S for Santa Claus,
And also for his sleigh.

I
I stands for icicles and ice,

R
And R for reindeer gay.

H
H stands for home and happiness,

C
And C for Christmas day.

Y
And next in line comes letter Y;
It stands for youth and you;
We couldn't do without it,
It's in the New Year, too.

R
I have an R, it stands for Right,
And I will hold it high;

R
And mine I'll place beside it,
For R also have I.

E
I like the letter E the best,
For what is Earth without it?
And Everything begins with E--
Does anybody doubt it?

M
I hold in hand a great big M,
It suits me to a T;
M stands for mother, money, too,
And, yes, it stands for me.

(_All now stand close together and hold their letters at the same
height. Then the following lines may be given in concert or spoken by
the leader [S] alone_.)

Now if you read our letters down
From left hand to the right,
You'll find a Christmas greeting
For one and all to-night.

Then beginning at the the left, each child may name his letter--

M-E-R-R-Y C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S.

(_Exit_.)

* * * * *

=Under the Christmas Tree.=

A DOLLYDRAMA.

BY ARTHUR GUITERMAN.

TIME: Christmas Eve. CH