I never saw
it before, and I thought of the Star in the East, that guided the
wise men to the place where Jesus was. Good night, Mama. Such a
happy, happy day!"
"Good night, my precious little Christmas Carol--mother's blessed
Christmas child."
"Bend your head a minute, mother dear," whispered Carol, calling
her mother back. "Mama, dear, I do think that we have kept
Christ's birthday this time just as He would like it. Don't
you?"
"I am sure of it," said Mrs. Bird, softly.
VII.
THE BIRDLING FLIES AWAY.
The Ruggleses had finished a last romp in the library with Paul
and Hugh, and Uncle Jack had taken them home, and stayed a
while to chat with Mrs. Ruggles, who opened the door for them,
her face all aglow with excitement and delight. When Kitty and
Clem showed her the oranges and nuts they had kept for her, she
astonished them by saying that at six o'clock Mrs. Bird had sent
her in the finest dinner she had ever seen in her life; and not
only that, but a piece of dress-goods that must havecost a dollar
a yard if it cost a cent.
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