Christmas Light
CHAPTER I
Naomi's Garden
IT was in a little garden in the village of Bethlehem, many and many a year ago, that four scarlet poppies stood side by side and swayed gently back and forth upon their slim green stalks in the soft afternoon wind.
A little girl came running over the grass and halted before the poppies.
"How beautiful you are!" said the little girl, whose name was Naomi, and who was eight years old.
She clasped her hands before her in delight, and stood smiling down upon the flowers that seemed to nod courteously in reply.