12.  The First Christmas Tree
    
      Claus had always kept his promise to the Knooks by returning
    to the Laughing Valley by daybreak, but only the swiftness of
    his reindeer has enabled him to do this, for he travels over
    all the world.
    
      He loved his work and he loved the brisk night ride on his
    sledge and the gay tinkle of the sleigh-bells.  On that first
    trip with the ten reindeer only Glossie and Flossie wore
    bells; but each year thereafter for eight years Claus carried
    presents to the children of the Gnome King, and that
    good-natured monarch gave him in return a string of bells at
    each visit, so that finally every one of the ten deer was
    supplied, and you may imagine what a merry tune the bells
    played as the sledge sped over the snow.
    
      The children's stockings were so long that it required a great
    many toys to fill them, and soon Claus found there were other
    things besides toys that children love.  So he sent some of
    the Fairies, who were always his good friends, into the
    Tropics, from whence they returned with great bags full of
    oranges and bananas which they had plucked from the trees. 
    And other Fairies flew to the wonderful Valley of Phunnyland,
    where delicious candies and bonbons grow thickly on the
    bushes, and returned laden with many boxes of sweetmeats for
    the little ones.  These things Santa Claus, on each Christmas
    Eve, placed in the long stockings, together with his toys, and
    the children were glad to get them, you may be sure.
    
      There are also warm countries where there is no snow in
    winter, but Claus and his reindeer visited them as well as the
    colder climes, for there were little wheels inside the runners
    of his sledge which permitted it to run as smoothly over bare
    ground as on the snow.  And the children who lived in the warm
    countries learned to know the name of Santa Claus as well as
    those who lived nearer to the Laughing Valley.
    
      Once, just as the reindeer were ready to start on their yearly
    trip, a Fairy came to Claus and told him of three little
    children who lived beneath a rude tent of skins on a broad
    plain where there were no trees whatever.  These poor babies
    were miserable and unhappy, for their parents were ignorant
    people who neglected them sadly.  Claus resolved to visit
    these children before he returned home, and during his ride he
    picked up the bushy top of a pine tree which the wind had
    broken off and placed it in his sledge.
    
      It was nearly morning when the deer stopped before the lonely
    tent of skins where the poor children lay asleep.  Claus at
    once planted the bit of pine tree in the sand and stuck many
    candles on the branches. Then he hung some of his prettiest
    toys on the tree, as well as several bags of candies.  It did
    not take long to do all this, for Santa Claus works quickly,
    and when all was ready he lighted the candles and, thrusting
    his head in at the opening of the tent, he shouted:
    
      "Merry Christmas, little ones!"
    
      With that he leaped into his sledge and was out of sight
    before the children, rubbing the sleep from their eyes, could
    come out to see who had called them.
    
      You can imagine the wonder and joy of those little ones, who
    had never in their lives known a real pleasure before, when
    they saw the tree, sparkling with lights that shone brilliant
    in the gray dawn and hung with toys enough to make them happy
    for years to come!  They joined hands and danced around the
    tree, shouting and laughing, until they were obliged to pause
    for breath.  And their parents, also, came out to look and
    wonder, and thereafter had more respect and consideration for
    their children, since Santa Claus had honored them with such
    beautiful gifts.
    
      The idea of the Christmas tree pleased Claus, and so the
    following year he carried many of them in his sledge and set
    them up in the homes of poor people who seldom saw trees, and
    placed candles and toys on the branches.  Of course he could
    not carry enough trees in one load of all who wanted them, but
    in some homes the fathers were able to get trees and have them
    all ready for Santa Claus when he arrived; and these the good
    Claus always decorated as prettily as possible and hung with
    toys enough for all the children who came to see the tree
    lighted.
    
      These novel ideas and the generous manner in which they were
    carried out made the children long for that one night in the
    year when their friend Santa Claus should visit them, and as
    such anticipation is very pleasant and comforting the little
    ones gleaned much happiness by wondering what would happen
    when Santa Claus next arrived.
    
      Perhaps you remember that stern Baron Braun who once drove
    Claus from his castle and forbade him to visit his children? 
    Well, many years afterward, when the old Baron was dead and
    his son ruled in his place, the new Baron Braun came to the
    house of Claus with his train of knights and pages and
    henchmen and, dismounting from his charger, bared his head
    humbly before the friend of children.
    
      "My father did not know your goodness and worth," he said,
    "and therefore threatened to hang you from the castle walls. 
    But I have children of my own, who long for a visit from Santa
    Claus, and I have come to beg that you will favor them
    hereafter as you do other children."
    
      Claus was pleased with this speech, for Castle Braun was the
    only place he had never visited, and he gladly promised to
    bring presents to the Baron's children the next Christmas Eve.
    
      The Baron went away contented, and Claus kept his promise
    faithfully.
    
      Thus did this man, through very goodness, conquer the hearts
    of all; and it is no wonder he was ever merry and gay, for
    there was no home in the wide world where he was not welcomed
    more royally than any king.
    


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