_Peace:_ Let's think hard!
_Goodwill_ (sadly): Our real presents are gone. There were so many children this year!
_Merrylips:_ And they make out such long lists! Why, the trees would scarcely hold all the things!
_Spirit:_ We must do what we can to make Christmas merry for these grownfolks.
_Happyheart_ (claps her hands): I can make their hearts light!
_Goodwill:_ I can make them kindly to one another!
_Merrylips:_ I can make them laugh!
_Peace:_ And I can put one of my songs in their hearts!
_Spirit_ (as others make these suggestions she turns toward the tree, deep in thought; suddenly she wheels around): Your gifts are priceless but, somehow, I wish we had something besides them for these grownfolks!
_Goodwill:_ I should like to make this a Christmas they would remember the year through!