Maggie Rose is almost too good to be true, but Ruth Sawyer's unfailing magic makes her real, and brings smiles and tears to her readers. For Maggie Rose was only nine, but she alone in a big happy lazy family- "those Bunkers"- lifted a finger to make their home anything but a rundown shack near a seaside resort in Maine. Maggie Rose was tired of peeking through windows at other people's Christmases, especially since she was a Christmas Eve present herself. So one summer she got a grand idea — she had six blessed months to plan and earn and save for a bang-up party, the Bunkers as hosts, and all the village neighbors as guests. There'd be wild strawberries and raspberries, blueberries and blackberries, and the summer people would buy them. It was a busy Summer for Maggie Rose, and she had little help from her family, though they all thought she was wonderful. But when spending time came- and tragedy fell- even the Bunkers found a way to make her dream come true. There's the feel of Maine and Maine people in the telling- the author (who lives in Maine now) has a gift for absorbing local idiom, for telling a story out of the hearts of her characters. September publication of a Christmas tale.