CHAPTER V  

  CHAPTER VI  

  CHAPTER VII  

  CHAPTER VIII  

  CHAPTER IX  

  CHAPTER X  

  CHAPTER XI  

  

   

  

       THE LITTLE HOUSE     

  

  

       CHAPTER I     

  

       HE little house, tell this story. It was lived within my walls; not a line is invented and it was I, by my interfering, who brought about the happy ending. Who wants a story that does not end happily, especially a Christmas story? To have been responsible for the happy ending is pretty nearly as clever as to have made the story up out of one's own head or, as we houses say, out of one's own walls.     

       Perhaps you never heard before of a house telling a story. If that be so, it is because you don't listen or because you go to bed too early. Unlike people, we houses sleep all day long; but 

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