Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1851-12-24

lriNetS her gaze tnat Sne stanus speu oounu
in the centre of the room Step by step
she approaches nearer to the place, and
to her surprise and astonishment she
found, not only the stocking full, but on
stool beneath il were many, pleasing
and delightful toys, Books, candies, &C.,
lay strewed all around; was it a dream
of her youthful fancy or was it reality
Her head run round, the room seemed
full of strange objects. Fairies were dan
cling on the carpet, Elm sprites seemed
whirling their little forms through the
room, and as she cast her eyes on the
bed, the figures of the two old people had
changed, and two pair of sparkling eyes
were gazing on her-alarmed, astonished,
but bent upon the stockings treasure, she
gave one wild scream of Joy and fear,
caught the treasure in her arms, grssping
at the same the well filed stool she rush
ed wildly from the room. AS she passed
through the door peal of laughter fol-
lowed, and closing it she bounded into
the sleeping apartments Of her PARENTS
In an instant the house was all alive, the
scream awoke her father and mother, and
her brother springing toward her snatch
ed box on which was written his own
name, he grasped it eagerly, and opening
it found TO his surprise that it was filed
with handsome bound books and various
amusing games and toys.
20, father exclaimed the delighted
Jane, Kris Kringle has been here, See,
see what he has brought US. o such
beautiful toys, such gems of things.
am so happy
And the delighted girl danced and ca
pered about the room, gazing alternately
at her little store and her equally aston
} ished parents. The old man muttered
something about he suspected them both
when they first put foot within his door
) Having dressed themselves they de-
scended to the lower room, and making
up FIRE, the kitchen, which was used as
their eating room, soon presented a cheer
full and Christmas-like appearance. The
coffee was made, the cakes baked, and
the poor oppressed family, who expected
to be turned out of their house for the non
payment of rent, forgot awhile their trou-
bles and their grief. There are moments
! when the doors ofmemory are closed. and
the bright sunshine of hope makes the fu-
ture all clear. Sorrow is not eternal, it
, has its changes, its stops, and its antidote /;
they come in the moment of trial, and
} presto the whole scene of life is variega-
ted with the pleasing colors Of fancy. Is
it all fancy? Let US see.
l Now, good wife, knock at the door Of
r our guests, bid them come forth to our
humble meal; they have been kind to our
, children, and their strange dress and man.
ner, assumed no doubt for purposes of
their own, is no business of ours. Call
them to breakfast
. The wife obeyed, and the door being
! opened, out came. not the decripit old
man and woman, but young and lovely
couple dressed in fine clothes, their faces
lit up with smiles, and the merry Christ
, mas was given with fervor and sincerity,
, to hear which was to feel that it came from
+; the heart. The humble family started
and gazed upon their guests; the children
! crept behind their parents, for their youth
full imaginations had already clothed their
: kind patrons in supernatural garb.
4 How is this exclaimed the father,
why these DISCUSSES, and -
: Hush, SIR exclaimed the laughing
couple, '.recollect this is Christmas morn,
and we now appear, not as old Santa Claus
and his wife, but as we are, the mere ac-
, tors of this pleasing farce. But say no
, more. your coffee smells delicious, these
| cakes lookinviting, and my Amelia is hun
CRY, know she Is
. Amelia muttered their host and hos
tess.
; Yes. Amelia; why, how sad you look,
is there anything in the sound calculated
} to make you feel sad 2
: No, no, on the contrary, the name
calls up the past, when all was joy, all
was happiness.
'Ah, William, see how you distress
these poor people. No more of this
. But, SIR exclaimed their host, one
word, gracious heaven. let me gaze once
more on that face. Wife, look-loOk up
see do you not-am ! awake 9
Father Mother! do you not know
your long lost Amelia p
My child my child + screamed the
mother, and in moment the daughter
was clasped to the breast of her overpow-
cred parent.
Stand back!' exclaimed her father, as
Amelia now approached him, stand back
let not the crimson blush of shame man
arms the lost and abandoned, Away
lSdHo US " ouf oOIIOW Tue WltHSIeu tree
cannot revive, though the green tendril
should entwine itself once more around it.
Its purity is gone
%, father hear me-
Speak not, ungrateful girl; that man.
that base e.
Silence. father. wrong him not, he is
all truth. all honor
He is thy paramour, girl E
No, father, he is my kind and afee-
tionate husband -
'Ah thy husband!