From some of the windows bright lights were already beginning to
stream until it was almost as bright as day. But the little child
seemed to have no home, and wandered about listlessly from street
to street. No one took any notice of him except perhaps Jack Frost,
who bit his bare toes and made the ends of his fingers tingle. The
north wind, too, seemed to notice the child, for it blew against
him and pierced his ragged garments through and through, causing
him to shiver with cold. Home after home he passed, looking with
longing eyes through the windows, in upon the glad, happy children,
most of whom were helping to trim the Christmas trees for the
coming morrow.
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