The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-01-04

On ChrlStmaS eve, aloue' p1H'S
Went through the town from street TO
street
TO see the clustering candles lighted
In homes where happy children meet.
Before each house he stood, to mark
The pleasant rooms that shone so fairly !;
The tapars lighted, spark by spark,
Till all the trees were blazing rarely;
And sad his heart was, in the dark.
He wept he clasped his hands and cried ::
''Ah, every child tonight reipicrs;
Their Christmas presents all divide,
Around their trees with merry voices;
But Christmas is to me denied.
s'Once with my sister, hand in hand,
Al home, how Old my tree delight me
No other tapers shone so grand;
But all forget me, none invite me,
Here, lonely, in the strangers land.
ssWill no one let me in, to share
TIE iight-to take some corner nj CHI it ?
In all these houses can't they spare
A spot where | may sit III quiet w.
A little seat among them there?
E'Will 10 QUE let me in tonight?
/ will not beg for gift or token;
I only ask TO see the sight
And near the thanks of others spoken,
And that will be my own delight"
He knocked at every door and gaze;
He raped at widow. pane and shutter;
But no one beard and babe him wait,
Or came, the "WelcOme in - To utter:
] heir ears were dull 10 outer tate.
Each father looked with eyes that smiled,
Upon his happy children only:
Their gifts the mothers neart btguiled
To think OF them: none saw the lonely,
Forgot en- boy, the orphan child
80 CHRIST child, holy. kind and dear!
have no father and no mo, her,
Nor beud 10 save thee, TO gave me cheer.
Be tbou my hep, there is none her,
Since ali forget me, wandering here ~
Til, poor boy rubbed his hands so blue,
HIS iittio iitude, the ifost made chilly !;
His tered go hes he closer dr.W
And clUucbed within IL corner Silly,
And pr; yed, and knew not what TO do.
Thtu, sucd,nIy, here shope a light;
-Ato"g .4e seet approaching nearer,
Another cll!d, ~ garments white,
spake as be came-and clearer. dearer,
HIS voice made music IN the night;
@'I an Tie Christi have hon no lear!
| Was chtd IN my probation,
And Children uuto me are urar:
hear snd heed thy suppltcaiion,
Though all The rest tGIgcG bee here.
my saving WORD to ali / bear,
Aud equally To each 'tls gwen
] Drmg the promise vi my care
Hcie, III the street. beneelh the heaven,
AS ell as III the chambers there.
*'AuC here poor boy, thy Christmas tree
Will l adOru, and 30 make gllmmer
Through all this open space, tor Ihte,
That those within SHAH twinkle DINNER
For bright as thine they cannot bel"
The Christ-chiid with his shiuing hand
Then puin ed up, and 10 !! the lustres
I hat sparkled there! He saw it stand,
a tlCe, u'erhung with starry clust ers
Son ali its branches, wide and grand.
So far and yet so near! the night
Was blazing with he tapcrs' spIendor';
Wha was The orphan boy delight
How beat his bosom warm and tender,
To see his Chrlstmas-tree SO bright
It seemed TO him a happy dream
.. Then, from the starry branches bending
The angels stopped, and through tn
CLEAN SD .g.. HH#
They lifted him to peace amending,
They folded hum in love supreme.
The orphan child is now at rest:
No fathers care be needs nor mothers,
ia. Upon Tue Christ chitd's holy breast.
All that is here bestowed on Others
lie there torgeLs, where all is best.