THE FRANTIC SIDE OF CHRISTMAS
Christmas Eve was a hectic day. Father was worried with bundles and burdens. Mother’s nerves reached the breaking point more than once. The little girl seemed to be in the way wherever she went. Finally, she was hustled up to bed. As she knelt to pray, the feverish excitement so mixer her up, she said, “Forgive us our Christmases, as we forgive those who Christmas against us.”
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