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Catching Up With Christmas
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T. A. Buck nodded understandingly. “I know. Father knew too. And I don’t want you to let his going from us make any difference in this holiday season. I want you to enjoy it and be happy.”
A shade crossed Emma McChesney’s face. It was there when the door opened and a boy entered with a telegram. He handed it to Mrs. McChesney. It held ten crisp words:
Changed my darn fool mind. Me for home and mother.
Emma McChesney looked up, her face radiant.
“Christmas isn’t a season, Mr. Buck. It’s a feeling; and, thank God, I’ve got it!”