Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1860-12-20
Christmas.

Christmas Merry, merry Chr istmas is COM
ing! All the good boys and girls expect
o new sled, and pair of skates-and they
should have them, and use them, too. When
school don't keep on Saturday, they should do
the chores for mother, and then slide down hill
Those little ones in the house want a new
doll, q wagon, and steam engine, o rocking
horse, a drum and fife.
No season of the year should be more happy,
and looked to with moIe pleasure than Christ
mas. 1t is beautiful sight to witness tho
happy hearts, and then the time # commemo-
rates-the birth of Him, who brought joy to a
Gorrowing world. Happy time, joy to the old,
and joy to the young, to the rich and the poor.
Here is poem which tells the young folks all
about the freaks Of St. Nicholas
Twas night before Christmas when all through the house
Not creature was stirriug, not even a
The stockings hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that st. Nicholas would be there.
The Children nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions OF sugar plums danced thro their heads
And mamma in her 'kerchief and in my cap
When out in the lawn there such a clater,
/ sprang from my bed to what the matter
Away to the window flew like fash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid day to objects below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
When a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
With little old driver so lively and quick,
knew n n moment il must he 81. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his courscrs they came,
And he whispered and shouted and called them by
'' Now Dasher! Dancer now Prancer now Vixen!
On Comet on Cupid on Dohder, BliIsn
To the top of the porch to the top Of tho wall
Row dash away, dash away, dash away all ~
As the leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meets with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
60 up to the house top the they few,
With sleigh full OF toys-and st. Nicholas too;
And them in a twnkling, heard on the roof,
The prancing and paving OF each little hoof
So drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney st. Nicholas came with bound.
He was dressed all in fur from his he al to his foot,
And his clothes all furnished with ashes and SCOT
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like pedder just opening his pack
His eyes how they twnkled, his dimples how merry
His cheeks like roses, his nose like cherry.
His droll little mouth drawn up like = bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump Of pipe he held tight ir his teeth
And the smoke, it encircrd his head like wreath.
Ho had a broad face and little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like bowl full OF jelly
He was Chubby and plump, right jolly old elf
And laughed when saw him. in spite Of myself
A wink Of his eye and a twist Of his head
Soon gave me to know had nothing to dread.
He spoke not word but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stcckings--then turned with jerk
And laying his finger aside OF his nose,
And giving nod up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave whistle,
And away they all flew like the down Of thistle.
But heard him exclaim he drove ont of sight, q
MERRY CHEBTM to all, and to all GooD NIGHF."