It was the very thing! "Hurrah!" cried Harry; "you shall have it.

Hurrah for Aunt Matilda's Christmas tree!" "Hurrah!" cried Kate; "won't it be splendid?
Hurrah!" "Hurrah!" said Uncle Braddock, who was just coming up to the cabin door, but he did not shout very loud, and nobody heard him.
"Hurrah! I wonder what dey's all hurrahin' about ?" he said to himself.
Harry and Kate had started off to run home with the news, but Aunt Matilda told the old man all about it, and when he heard there was to be a Christmas tree, he was just as glad as anybody.
When it became generally known that Aunt Matilda was to have a Christmas tree, the people of the neighborhood took a great interest in the matter.

John Walker and Dick Ford, two colored men of the vicinity, volunteered to get the tree.

But when they went out into the woods to cut it, eighteen other colored people, big and little, followed them, some to help and some to give advice.
A very fine tree was selected.

It was a pine, ten feet high, and when they brought it into Aunt Matilda's cabin, they could not stand it upright, for her ceiling was rather low.
When Harry and Kate came home from school they were rather surprised to see so big a tree, but it was such a fine one that they thought they must have it.