[Classifier4j-devel] WN As I was going to Bethlehem-town, Upon the

[Kubie Z. <du...@us...>]

Eyes. But the wind did not hear her answer, for it had hurried up the
street to throw a handful of snow in the face of an old man who was
struggling along with a huge basket of good things on each arm. "Why are
you not at the cathedral?" asked a snowflake, as it alighted on
Barbara's shoulder. "I heard grand music, and saw beautiful lights there
as I floated down from the sky a moment ago." "What are they doing at
the cathedral?" inquired Barbara. "Why, haven't you heard?" exclaimed
the snowflake. "I supposed everybody knew that the p