oir-meeting, and just then I--I remembered, and was glad I did it!"
"These are my verses, Letty." And Reba's voice was soft as she turned her face away and looked at the flames mounting upward in the chimney:--
My door is on the latch to-night, The hearth fire is aglow. I seem to hear swift passing feet,-- The Christ Child in the snow.
My heart is open wide to-night For stranger, kith or kin. I would not bar a single door Where Love might enter in!
There was a moment's silence and Letty broke it. "It means the sort of love the Christ Child brings, with peace and good-will in it. I'm glad to be a part of that card, Reba, so long as nobody knows me, and--"
Here she made an impetuous movement and, covering her eyes with her hands, burst into a despairing flood of confidence, the words crowding each other and tumbling out of her mouth as if they feared to be stopped.
"After I put the candle on the table ... I could not rest for thinking ... I wasn't ready
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