soon, but the latter dithered and said he was too sick for presents and that it should go to Aunt Rosa, who,completing the circuit, announced that it was Father's.And the cycle of unselfish refusal was launched again.And again. And again.The little impoverished family could not decide on whoshould get the last present.Outside in the street was a strolling band of carollers.They stopped under the dim streetlight before thefamily's house and began to sing O Little Town of Bethlehem. Their mascot, a little boy with a sever sinusblockage, waved a cardboard effigy of the BleedingLamb around in front of them.Father was abruptly overcome by a wave of the purestmagnaminity and took the gift, which was now definitelya bottle of something, and offered it, with a greatflourish of arm and hand, to the lead caroller.When the song was finished, the lead caroller held upthe poorly wrapped bottle and shouted "Christmasspirits, everyone!"The band of singers all producedeither plastic cups or real glasses and gathered around.They were prepared for drinks at each stop. Father,Momsy and the family watched in pride as the leadcaroller ripped the paper off the bottle.It was a bottle Bix Pine Essence Toilet Bowl Cleaner, 16ounces. The green liquid glowed in the lamplight.Thorough it, albeit distorted, one could see the snarlinglips and snot-blocked nose of the little mascot boy withhis cardboard Jesus on a stick.