The Christmas Guest

his shop, so meager and lean, made gay with a thousand bows of green. And Conrad was sitting with face just a shine when he suddenly stopped as he stitched the twine and he said, old friends, act dawn today when the cock was growing the night away. The Lord appeared in a dream to me and said, I'm coming your guest to be.

So I've been busy with feet of stir and screwing my shop with branches of fur. The tables spread, the kettle shined and over the rafters, the hollyest twine. And now I'll wait for the Lord to appear and listen closely so I'll hear his step as he He nears my own beplays.

And I opened the door and look on his face. So his friends went home and left Conrad alone. For this was the happiest day he had known. For long since his family had passed away and Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas day.

But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas guest, this Christmas would be the dearest and best. So he listened with only joy in his heart, and with every sound he would rise with a start and look for the Lord to be at his door like the vision he had few hours before. So he ran to the window after hearing a sound. But all he could see on the snow-covered

ground was a shabby old beggar whose shoes were torn and all of his clothes were ragged and worn. But Conrad was touched and he went to the door. He said, your feet must be frozen and so on. I have some shoes in my shop for you and a coat that will keep you warm or