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their barn and they didn’t even know about it.
A scrawny pine tree was sitting on a table in the
cross-tie area with popcorn strings and wads of alumi
num foil hanging on it. "That’s some Christmas tree
you got there, boys,” said Lonny, as he looked around
to check the crowd. He saw Mr. and Mrs. "Red” Lar-
rimore, Mrs. Spindel, Carol Jones with her parents,
Dr. Stepanovick and his family, Tad Larson, his bud
dy "Dink” Fuller, Don Wells and his family, Bess
Fagan whom he remembered from last Christmas
(he noticed that her hair was red this year instead of
blond), Don Hill and his wife, the Mark Bullards, Mr.
Rutledge and his little boy, and Dr. and Mrs. George
Greely. "This is some Christmas party, folks . . .” he
said, as Dr. Greely came up to shake hands.
"Lonny, my boy,” he said, "we heard about your
misfortune in losing a couple of brood mares, which
by Charles Barry Sanderson
After going through the ordeal of searching out
two missing brood mares and having to pay five hund
red dollars to get them back for one of his customers,
Lonny and Helen Barnes were convinced that their
Christmas plans were shot. Helen had planned to get
some new furniture for the den as a family Christmas
present and was very let down to find that Lonny
had spent it for the mares.
They had not had much to say to each other for
about three weeks, and Lonny was getting fed up
with Helen’s pouting. It was only a few days until
Christmas and Lonny was sitting in front of the fire
at his home trying to figure out just how much mon
ey he could scrape up in order to buy the furniture
that Helen had counted on. Unless he heard some
thing from the lawyer shortly, he was going to borrow
the money.
Helen and the kids, Lonny, Jr. and Ralphy, were
busy putting the tinsel on the Christmas tree and
Christmas songs were playing on the radio. Lonny
sat back and surveyed his family and his home and
was grateful for his many blessings. As he sat there
watching the fire, engrossed in his thoughts, he was
startled by the phone ringing. "Answer that, will
you . . .” said Helen, as Lonny got up to go to the
phone. "Hello?” There was a long m