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"The Falsoms' Christmas Dinner" by Lucy Maud Montgomery is a heartwarming short story that captures the essence of holiday spirit and the importance of generosity and community. Set against the backdrop of a small rural setting, the narrative revolves around the Falsom family, who face challenges during the Christmas season. As they prepare for their holiday feast, themes of kindness, compassion, and the significance of friendship emerge, illustrating how even the simplest acts can bring joy and warmth to the cold winter days. Montgomery's signature style weaves together emotions and vivid descriptions, making this story a delightful reminder of the true spirit of Christmas.

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"Nonsense," said Josie. "It wasn't as if you couldn't make mince pies.
Your mince pies are better than mine, if it comes to that. It might
have spoiled everything if you'd said a word. I must go home now.
Won't you and Stephen come over after your uncle goes, and spend the
evening with us? We'll have a candy pull."

When Josie and Duncan had gone, Uncle James called his nephew and
niece into the parlour, and sat down before them with approving eyes.
"I want to have a little talk with you two. I'm sorry I've let so many
years go by without making your acquaintance, because you seem worth
getting acquainted with. Now, what are your plans for the future?"

"I'm going into a lumber mill at Lessing and Alexina is going into the
T. Morson store," said Stephen quietly.

"Tut, tut, no, you're not. And she's not. You're coming to live with
me, both of you. If you have a fancy for cutting and carving people
up, young man, you must be trained to cut and carve them
scientifically, anyhow. As for you, Alexina, Stephen tells me you can
sing. Well, there's a good Conservatory of Music in town. Wouldn't you
rather go there instead of behind a counter?"

"Oh, Uncle James!" exclaimed Alexina with shining eyes. She jumped
up, put her arms about Uncle James' neck and kissed him.

Uncle James said, "Tut, tut," again, but he liked it.

When Stephen had seen his uncle off on the six o'clock train he
returned home and looked at the radiant Alexina.

"Well, you made your favourable impression, all right, didn't you?" he
said gaily. "But we owe it to Josie Tracy. Isn't she a brick? I
suppose you're going over this evening?"

"Yes, I am. I'm so tired that I feel as if I couldn't crawl across the
yard, but if I can't you'll have to carry me. Go I will. I can't begin
to tell you how glad I am about everything, but really the fact that
you and Duncan and Josie and I are good friends again seems the best
of all. I'm glad that tramp stole the dinner and I hope he enjoyed it.
I don't grudge him one single bite!"
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