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