child." So they left their flocks sleeping on the hillsides, and
took their crooks in their hands and followed the star, which
travelled on and on till it led them to the little stable in
Bethlehem, when the Baby Jesus was cradled in a manger. Then the
star moved on again to a country far away, where some good, wise
men lived. They saw the bright light, and noticed the star moving
on and on, as if it were showing them the way to go. So they,
too, followed the star till it rested above the birthplace of
Jesus. Then the wise men went in and gave their best gifts to the
baby, and they and the shepherds knelt and thanked God for
sending the little Christ Child to be the best Christmas present
the great world ever had. The star watched over them, casting a
peaceful light over all. At last the dawn came over the hill
tops, and the star went away, far back into the blue heavens, to
tell the other stars the story of our first glad Christmas day.



Love's Garden

There is a quiet garden,
From the rude world set apart,
Where seeds for Christ are growing;
This is the loving heart.

The tiny roots are loving thoughts;
Sweet words, the fragrant flowers
Which blossom into loving deeds,--
Ripe fruits for harvest hours.