I confess to feeling a bit melancholy of late. 'Tis the Yule season, after all. Everywhere I walk in our bustling mill and factory town of Amesbury people are getting ready to celebrate the Christ's birthday. Surely no town in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts decorates in a more festive style than do we.
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Green garlands loop over windows. Red balls and bows adorn even the carriage traces. Ladies and girls sport green and red garments, with beribboned holiday hats and fancy dress slippers. White candles in windows light up the dark nights.
So why do I profess unhappy sentiments? I am a teenaged Quaker mill girl with a secret longing for just a touch of frippery. How I would love to wear a lacy cuff on a stylish frock and a colored feather in a smartly trimmed hat.
Even on normal days we dress plainly and soberly, and I am not allowed to play a part in the gaiety of the season. Our faith does not believe in celebrating Christmas as more special than any other day. Our plainly dressed Meetinghouse is lovely in the snow, it is true. But it does not hold an evergreen tree festooned with cranberries and gifts within.
And so imagine my surprise when I awoke on the twenty-fifth of Twelfth Month, 1888, to find five packages wrapped in red paper and tied with curly green ribbon on our kitchen table. They were labeled with my sister's and my names and those of my three brothers.
My aunt Rose, the midwife, who lives with us since my mother's death a year ago, stood at the stove stirring the cornmeal porridge with a tiny smile playing about her lips.
"Rose, did thee..." I began to ask after I recovered from my surprise.
Now beaming, she held up her hand. "I believe a man in red stopped by late last night."
My mouth dropped open. "Santa Claus? But--"
She beckoned me closer. "Don't tell the younger ones," she whispered, but his middle name was David."
I covered my mouth and giggled. Her handsome beau - not a Friend - was David Dodge of Newburyport.
The twins, little Betsy, even eleven-year old Luke, all were charmed by their candy and gift, as was I. And we had a bit more holiday cheer, as it turned out, when David came in the large Dodge carriage that afternoon to fetch the entire family away for Christmas dinner.

Maxwell is Vice-President of Sisters in Crime New England. She lives north of Boston with her beau and three cats, and blogs here, with the other Wicked Cozy Authors, and with the Midnight Ink Writers. You can find her on Facebook, twitter, Pinterest, and at her web site, edithmaxwell.com.
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Santa (my parents) surprised my sisters & I with a pet bunny one year. Thanks for the chance.
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My biggest surprise was the year my husband had a necklace custom made for me.
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When we lived in a little cabin in the woods, Christmas was coming, and I wanted a tree. My husband surprised me with battery powered Christmas tree lights.
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