“I shall never forget the royal preparations for
Christmas tide in our home. At that time I appreciated everything, chiefly as a
thrilling experience that made up for the trials endured during school hours.
But, how could any one individual buy, wrap up and expedite so many
presents for one single day in the year
as my mother did. Presents for the family, for the servants, for poor children
and their parents, for friends abroad, for the sick and insane.”—Clara Clemens,
My Father, Mark Twain (1931)
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