"This is enough to feed the tree for a week," gasped Mary Anne, the angel. "I'm
very proud of you all."
After the pine business was taken care of, Soldier Scott went to the top of the
tree to see the pretty angel. He bowed and said, "Your Angelness, I... uh... well...
I mean, um..."
"Well," Mary Anne laughed and smiled her pretty smile.
"I-- um, I wanted to come and see the angel in person."
Mary Anne and Scott started talking and got to know and like each other.
Finally Mary Anne said, "You may call me Mary Anne." Scott nearly fainted. No
one had ever gotten permission to call the angel by her first name! What an
honor! Such a privilege! Scott was just plainly flabbergasted.