"What can she do with them when it is all over ?" Eugenia glanced from the long row of dolls she was counting, to the assortment of stuffed animals and toys already weighting the tinsel-decked branches.

"She shall keep them only a day.

I have made up my mind that she shall not grow up to be the selfish child that I was before Betty came along with her Tusitala story and her Road of the Loving Heart.

She is to begin to build one now, even before she is old enough to understand.

This is her first Christmas tree.