A wink of his eye
and a twist of his head,
soon gave me to know
I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word,
but went straight to his work,
and filled all the stockings;
then turned with a jerk,

Then laying his finger
aside of his nose,
And giving a nod,
up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh,
to his team gave a whistle,
and away they all flew like
the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim,
as he drove out of sight,

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL,
AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!