The history on back reads, "Twas the night before Christmas, When all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung By the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. “Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!“ And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof, The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He had a broad face and a round little belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And 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,........ An account of a visit from St. Nicholas Written in 1823, by Clement Clark Moore."

FROZEN LAWN
Product Code: ACL23
Size: 7 1/2" Wide X 4 1/4" High X 1" Deep
Issue Date: 01/01/1998
Retire Date: 01/01/1998
Series: Artist Choice-1998
Edition Limit: 7500
Key Location: The key is located in one of the snowmen's hands