Ethel Calvert Phillips, Christmas Light
“ Nearer and nearer came the footsteps until they halted before the door of Samuel's house, and a little figure, panting and breathless, stepped quickly within.Naomi sat upright and peered sleepily through the gloom."Ezra, is it thou?" she asked in surprise. "Is it morning yet? What brings thee here?""I have news, Naomi, bad news, I fear," the boy answered. "I must waken my father and mother. Whatever is done must be done quickly. There is no time to lose.""I hear thee, son," said Samuel's voice unexpectedly. "What is thy tale?""And my mother?" questioned Ezra. "It concerns Jonas." ”
