Soldier Scott presented the angel with a wedding ring. "Will you marry me?"
"Of course!" said Mary Anne. "You will be the future king of the tree!"
The general stomped his foot.
"Daddy! I didn't get my own way!" he shouted. It turned into a
tantrum, and two soldiers had to escort their bratty leader away.
"Let's keep the tree inside, please?" begged Susie. "It can be a
"But it wouldn't be special for Christmas."
"We could decorate a bush." So the moving adjustments were
settled, and if the tree were stored away, the food problems could
be solved too. So Mary Anne lived happily ever after with His