Chapter IV: Part 4

“God rest you, merry Gentle Man!
Let nothing you dismay!
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born on Christmas Day!”

And Josiah McNason, listening quietly, while the old carol was sung through, saw, as he gazed beyond the children’s faces into the Christmas morning sunshine, a tiny Shape slowly disappearing into space--a Shape so delicate as to seem no more than one of the sunbeams,--while a voice, fine and far, yet clear as a flute said:

“Remember!”

“I will!” he answered, under his breath.

“In the spirit of One Timothy Two, good-bye!” whispered the Goblin--“Grace--Mercy--Peace!”

“And Christmas Day!” said Josiah--“I shall remember!”

THE END

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