The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1860-01-27
Winter Scenes

" inter scenes.
The following from the Chicago Jour
nal, is worthy of being placed beside the
winter sketches of JACOB ABBOTT and y.
2 Willis:
That old red sleigh, with It's long box
that never was fall, for, down in the straw
wrapped in the robes, or on one or another
e the four seats it contained, there was
always room for one more. What q
grouping OF bright young faces there used
to be in il. Faces in hoods, in caps, and
in blankets: hearts that have loved since
hearts that Lave broken hearts that have
mouidereG. And away we went over the
hill, and through tie vale, under tie
moonlight and under the cloud: when the
stars wee looking down; wien the sun
kindled the world into great white Jewel;
but those days have gone fgre:er away,
and the sweet old necklace ot bells bi.s ~
The middle Of the sgrjng. auI growing
small by degrees, has lost ia IoHer over
the pulses.
In that Old eleigh, brides have gone
away before-thosc that were married TO
manhood those that were ''niar.ed unto
DEATH Great Ships have gone over the
waters with less Of hoDa AMI happiness
than hat rude Graf. hiss borne over the
billo"s Of winter; sw&Dy-ii3la shapes no"
glance along the arrowy wav. but give ~.
for its sweet memories Of yesterday, TIE
old rel sleigh.
Then, the days when we were ''coas,-
eIs;' and down the big hill, by tie ma,
pie wood through the little pitches. far
into tie valley we came with marry shout
each, the solitary Palinnrus of his own
small craft How like fl)c!, Of swallows
We were, dashing down the declivity, in
among q group Of sl.ds, side BIZ side with
rival, shooting by like an arrow, steering
in gallantiy ahead, Ike jockey, and on
orr way up with p sled in tow, ere the
party had reached the valley below.
And tEen it was when the wind had
swept away the snow from pond and
stream, and the ice was glare that we put
on the "rockers," and darted hither and
thither, and cut skies and eights, and curves
without number. and drew the girls We
loved, and whirled them like leaves over
the highway Of crystal.
And the schools where we spelt each
other down, and the schools where We
sang Windham and Near, and The schools
where we cyphered and wrote, and event
up" gone, all gone. teacher and fought,
like the melting SHOWS under The raiubows
Of April.
And when, sometimes after the great
sn; W, the winds came out of the north for
a frolic, what wreatiIing and curvings Of
tn cold alabaster there we're. What cor
inthlan adornlngs surmounted the fence
posts whAt inouldings were fashioned be
side the way what fairy ike caves in the
drifts; what flowers of rare finish and
pendants of pearls on the trees.
Have you quite forgotten the footprints
we used to fad in the damp snow; a. del
icate, some of them, as a love letter: the
mysterious paths down by the brook or by
the old hollow tree, that we used to won
der over and set :. figure fours' ~, if per
chance we might catch the makers there
Of? Have you quite forgotten how sorry
you were for the snow birds that fut cred
ar ong the flakes, and seemed tossing and
lost in the storm |!
And there in the midst of that winter
Christmas was set, that made the Thanks
giving last all through the night of the
year, and what wonder the stars and the
fires bnrned more brightly therefor 3
Christmas with its gifts and its cheer; its
carol and charm; It's evergreen branch
aud It's bright morning dreams. Christ
mas, when there were prints upon the
chimney tops if we were only there TO see
them, where santa Clause set his foot as
the clock struck twelve. Christmas, when
stockings were suspended by hearth and
by pillow all over the land :; stockings
silken and white; stockings homcIy ana
blue, and even the little red sock with
hole in the toe. Blessed forever be Beth
lehem's STAR
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