id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
26626	Stewart, Maria L.	Our Little Brown House, A Poem of West Point Written for the New Year's Festival at the Cadets' Sabbath-school of the Methodist Episcopal Church, January 1, 1879			.txt	text/plain	1916	121	91	And all tumble into their little cot beds, While visions of Calling Day float through their heads, Sleeping and snoring like other good boys, For Santa Claus had filled all their stockings with toys. From the roof of the Barracks dark and gray The old brass cannon blazed away, Waking the neighbors far and near, To let them know there was nothing to fear; For old St. Nick had done his work, And into his sleigh had skipped with a jerk; And calling by name each tiny reindeer, As he rode out of sight he cried Happy New Year.	cache/26626.txt	txt/26626.txt
