Why do they keep their branches ? Where are they taken to ? ' ` We know ! we know ! ' twittered the sparrows . ` Down there in the city we have peeped in at the windows , we know where they go ! They attain to the greatest splendour and magnificence you can imagine ! We have looked in at the windows and seen them planted in the middle of the warm room and adorned with the most beautiful things-golden apples , sweet-meats , toys and hundreds of candles . ' ` And then ? ' asked the fir-tree , trembling in every limb with eagerness , ` and then ? what happens then ? ' ` Oh , we have n't seen anything more than that . That was simply matchless ! ' ` Am I too destined to the same brilliant career ? ' wondered the fir-tree excitedly . ` That is even better than sailing over the sea ! I am sick with longing . If it were only Christmas ! Now I am tall and grown-up like those which were taken away last year . Ah , if I were only in the cart !
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