Angela and the Baby Jesus
Chapter One
Then she stopped. How was she going to take the Baby Jesus into her house with
everyone gawking and wanting to know who she was and what she was doing? She
wouldn't go in the front door. There was a lane behind her house where she could
carry the Baby over the wall and into her backyard. No, the wall was too high.
She could climb herself, but not with the Baby. She talked to him. "Will you
help me, little Baby?" Will you help me?"
He did. He told her in her head to throw the Baby over the wall and recover him
on the other side. That was hard. She threw and threw and he wouldn't go over
till she threw the third time and over he went.
"Mother o' God!" said Little Angela's mother. "Is that the Baby Jesus from St.
Joseph's?"
When everyone said "'Tis," Little Angela stayed silent.
Her mother turned to her. "Angela. Did you put that Baby in the bed? Tell the
truth because if you tell a lie in the presence of the Baby Jesus it's worse
than any sin in the world."
Little Angela wanted to cry, but she didn't. There was something in her head
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