Family Theater: The Littlest Angel

Family Theater presents Loretta Young. From Hollywood, the mutual network in cooperation with Family Theater presents Miss Loretta Young. In Charles Tazwell's story of a small boy who became the Little Estate. Once upon a time, or many, many years ago, as time is calculated by men, but which was merely yesterday in the celestial calendar of heaven,

There was in paradise a most miserable, thoroughly unhappy, and utterly dejected cherub, who was known throughout heaven as the Little Estane Jo. He was exactly four years, six months, five days, seven hours and forty-two minutes of age, when he presented his small self to the venerable gatekeeper and waited for admittance to the glorious kingdom of God.

Standing defiantly with his short brown legs wide apart, the littlest angel tried to pretend that he wasn't at all impressed by such an earthly splendor, and that he wasn't at all afraid. But his lower lip trembled, and a tear disgraced him by making a new furrow down his already tear-streaked face, coming to a precipitous halt at the very tip-in of his small freckled

nose. But that wasn't all. While the kindly gatekeeper was entering the name in his great book, the littlest angel having left home as usual without a handkerchief, endeavoured to hide the telltale evidence by sniffling.

Oh, a most unangelic sound, which so unnerved the good gatekeeper that he did something he had never done before in all eternity. He blotted the page. From that moment on the heavenly peace was never quite the same.

The littlest danger soon became the despair of all the heavenly host. His shrill, ear-splitting whistle, sounded at all hours through the golden streets. But startled the patriarch prophets and disturbed their meditations. Yes. And on top of that, he inevitably sang off key of the singing practice of the heavenly choir, spoiling a sthereal effect.