"Twere Christmas Eve an' mist a-crept off the crick. An' the col' winner drizzly was a-comin' down thick." It's a winter night in the Ozarks, and while Maw and Paw are snoring in their beds, their son is waiting up with his dog, Arkansaw, to catch a glimpse of Saint Nick. The second the portly man and his big pet raccoon cross the threshold, there erupts such a commotion as the holler has never seen Arkansaw takes exception to Santy's raccoon,...
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