I carefully lighted every candle. Germans prefer candles on their Christmas trees to electric lights. They make a most beautiful picture: the branches bending and turning as they swing over the candle flames, crackling briskly; the soft drop of wax on the white paper underneath the trees; the reflection of the lights in the people’s eyes as they sit around and watch the flames blowing to and fro these are things surely never found in a string of eight colored lights on an electric cord.
