A Christmas Classic! It was long after noon in the far, big, white Northwest. Day was on the wing. Christmas Eve splendidly impended--thank God for unspoiled childish faith and joys of children everywhere! Christmas Eve was fairly within view and welcoming hail, at last, in the thickening eastern shadows. Long Day at its close. Day in a perturbation of blessed unselfishness. Day with its tasks of love not half accomplished. And Day near done!