A Little Book of Profitable Tales by Eugene Field
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their parents loved him because he made their little ones so happy.
But now Norss and Faia were come to old age. After long years of love and happiness, they knew that death could not be far distant. And one day Faia said to Norss: "Neither you nor I, dear love, fear death; but if we could choose, would we not choose to live always in this our son Claus, who has been so sweet a joy to us?" "Ay, ay," said Norss; "but how is that possible?" "We shall see," said Faia. That night Norss dreamed that a spirit came to him, and that the spirit said to him: "Norss, thou shalt surely live forever in thy son Claus, if thou wilt but acknowledge the symbol." Then when the morning was come Norss told his dream to Faia, his wife; and Faia said,-- "The same dream had I,--an angel appearing to me and speaking these very words." "But what of the symbol?" cried Norss. "I have it here, about my neck," said Faia. So saying, Faia drew from her bosom the symbol of wood,--a tiny cross suspended about her neck by the golden chain. And as she stood there holding the symbol out to Norss, he--he thought of the time when first he saw her on the far-distant Orient shore, standing beneath the Star in all |
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