Little cullud Rastus come a-skippin’ down de street, br A-smilin’ and a-grinnin’ at every one he meet; br My, oh! He was happy! Boy, but was he gay! br Wishin’ 'Merry Chris’mus' an’ 'Happy New-Year’s Day'! br Wishin’ that his wishes might every one come true— br And—bless your dear heart, honey,—I wish the same to you!br br Ellis Parker Butlerbr br