Mary turned over the leaves rapidly, and her gentle face glowed in the firelight as she read from the 32nd of Isaiah:
"'And a man shall be as an Hiding-place from the wind;
and a Covert from the tempest;
as Rivers of Water in a dry place;
as the Shadow of a Great Rock in a weary land.'"
The little head that rested on Mary's shoulder nestled closer, as Nancy murmured, "That's a nice one for the shortest day; and the other one will do for the New Year!"
THE END