Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hospital, not a creature was stirring. Just for old time's sake, hang up your socks, the nurses at the Dartford hospital told all the American boys and sure enough, by the time the morning sun began peeping in at the windows, the Red Cross Santa Claus has visited every bed and filled every stocking. On the splinted arm of Private Edward Davidson of Brooklyn, N.Y. Santa pinned an extra spray of holly, real English holly, picked in the hospital gardens. Davidson had lain six days in a shell hole and twelve weeks in a hospital unable to move while his injured arm was mending. "Poor Lad", said Santa, "We must make it a good Christmas for him"