The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1869-12-25
POETRY

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They aaytosnight is Christmas Eve, and, high
as could reach,
rss hang my stockings on the wall, ana ieft
rs liss on each. "a a T
loft o kiss on each for Him who'll find my
staeklnss quite: 81 z,
2 He never Game before, but o, I'm sure He
willstSsnight ..l..
And to-norrow'll be the blessed day our
blessed Christ was born,
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others scorn. f.9E &-ss
And why IL is they treat me 30 indeed I oan-
I. not tell, - ltss r. "a
But while iors Him next 10 you, when all1
seerns wise andSwell. 4
I long have looked for Christmas, Mother
waited All the year; 4
And very strange it is indeed to feel its dawn
30 near; 80
But to-morrowal be tho day SO have prayed
to see,,S SIS
And Ilong 70 slcep and wake, and find what
it viii bring 10 me-,
The snow Is in the street, and through the
windew all tho day
1--we watched ahe little children pass : they
seemed so glad andgayl
And gaily did they talk about tho gifts they
would receive -
o, oil the wosldis glad tonight, for this is
Christmas Eve.
And Mother on the cold cold floor Eve put
81, Iny little shoe
The othef.s torn. across the toe, and things
might there slip through;
I've set my little shoe, Mother, and it for you
; shell b.
Fer know that He'll remember you while
N He remember me
! So lay me in my bod, Mother, and hear my
4 prayers Alright.
aIic never came before, but o, I'm sure He
willte-night.
MIDNIGHT.
Mother is il the morning yet dreamed
that ii was here;
i thought the sun shone through the pane, SO
blessed and so clear.
j dreamed my little stockings there were full
as they could hold.
Butits hardly morningyet, Mother--it is SO
dark and cold
] dreamed the bells rang from the church
where the happy people go,
And they rang goodwill to all men in Ian
guagc that know.
Thought ttook from off the wall my little
stockings there.
And on the iicorI cmptied them sights
there never werc
doll WAS in there, meant for mc. just like
j, those little girls
Who. always turn AWAY from me; and O,
AZ had saeh ourls. :.
kissed il en- its painted check; my own arc
not SO sweet, ~
Though the people used TO stop to pat and
praise them in the street.
And Mother. there were many things that
would have pleased you too;
For He who hni remembered me had uot for
~. Botten you.
Bat only dreamed twas morning, and yet
-, tits far away,
Though we'll know that lie will come before
'f the early day.
So will put my dream aside, thongh know
y my dream wus true,
And sleep and dream my dream again, and
rise at morn with Won
a.,3st CHRISTMAS MORN.
sAes TnE MOTHER.
Allnighi have I walked with weeping till the
beilsare ringing Wild,
All night have walked with my sorrow, and
lain in my tears, like child.
For over against the wall as empty as they
can be,
Tho limp little stockings hang, and my heart
is breaking in me!
Your vision was false as the world, darl-
ing dreamer and dear!
Andhow can ] bear you to wake and find no
Christmas here?
Better yen and were asleep in the slunber
fslwhence none may start, le
And Q, those empty stockings! could fill
themont Of my heart!
No Christmas for Jon or me, darling; your
Kisses we're a.. IA vain,