The Potato Child & Others by Mrs. C. J. Woodbury
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for Him. A new star shone in the East for Him. Some men with sheep came
to visit Him, and some rich men brought Him lovely presents. My mother told me all these things, and I mustn't forget them; it helps me to remember to tell it to you. So now, this lovely Christmas Child was born in a little bit of a town, the town of - oh, my child" - with a mournful cry - "I've forgotten the name of the town! I used to say it to my mother - it's the town of, the town of - I can't remember." Miss Amanda could hear her crying a little softly. "Never mind," she said presently. "I am very sorry; I have not told the story often enough. I wish I had some one to teach me a little, but perhaps it don't make so much difference if I have forgotten the name of the town. He came to teach us. Sure I won't forget that. Love can never die. That's the present He gave to everybody. So if nobody else gives us a Christmas present, we always have the one He gave us." Silence for a little. "I am very sorry for Miss Amanda, dear. She has no child to love. She has a very sad and lonely life." Her teeth chattered a little. "It seems like a very cold night; the covers are quite thin, but we can never really suffer while our hearts are so warm. I'm glad you feel real well, and are just as plump as ever, but your little skin is just one bit wrinkled. You are not going to take cold or be sick? Oh, I couldn't give you up! I should miss you so much, you happy, good little child." Miss Amanda heard a kiss. "Good-night, dear. I'm so tired. God bless us |
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