The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1873-12-24

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aud they rested on the children, whol
Closely around her, Tho Kind old
Herr had told tho little orphhnsr
in broken tones, of their berenNe
ment by this time and hey over
Whclmed ~ they were, sIlll hardy re-
allied their terrible loss bul 70 nluell
the more, the stricken condition Of lllh
dppr mother before them, for whose
Hnke they slrOye Ia be quiet hnl rllnl'
Put She opened her aups aud they
crowded Hose 10 her Illolr eobh now
brraklHg out NJ though The niue hearts
would burst with grief "Gone, gontl
Fritz was all she said, very low Dul
Gretchen heard her and nestled closer
The slow wretched hours had drag
gcd along towards nlght--Ihe eAaellb
expected happy night when hnu
turned ~ such misery ana despair "
Yns growing dusk, -Four little lonely
fgurls were hUddIod closely together
behind tho great AtOYp~thp tlipndII
lerman stove, with red velvet llingod
mantle Shelf against tlQ glenn ~
whils fllOa, the 0nly prominent White
object w l4p dglhpnlng pgplD, Tue
door leading into tpo MQlhpy6 room.
was q lille aJar; for Gretchen bad
ust clopt Ia noltly % Hee u The GEAR
patient ll,lle mother wac asleep
frit2el was leaning against his brother,
who had thrown his aun around The
lltllp fellow, aud said presently, IN a
hall Whl-llel, hllgif papH come for
our Christmas tree a MF With q
grleying voice. VIII The CbrIbI-ehlld
Know II and not como cithur"' The
Christ.kiudlcm M come ! Think,
said Olgn, "hCWIho lao viii
want to comfort Us and ten
US what Papa VIII DO on Christ
mas in heaven, Papa told me last
yeaF thgt there was Christmas ~
heavun,N ........ ..
Frtacl and CMla,a, % whom olgG's
word war goepe., Jtrta tle.i eyes tor
ward the door OF d., WllJl the0rpJ-
site end Of the lg0nD .lA! he come
soon Olga" whispered poor h'l'e
Carlotla, ..y
"Iam 40 tilci lu1 s0wy here, IN the
darn" with d IlU,r rob w Etf NWgt
N A.cr ashI. Du, l.llp ", ti.'ut
mother aui,t .t.4i,r. y N,,H l.' ~
| ihc ,igh, 1n,d nl ausa -anN , ,nt p
Mamma iHIlm ,0r IpqW la ujai- 60
away 0uU Wg nos Auub liI
40, Carl0ta,o rJ'u PAUL sadly
CHOW can yuu care iur Christmas frees
when dcit Papa is gone and the
| Mother 50 I'LL.
1885 lhllo Carlotla and Frlt2cl hand
in hand, had slipped away from We
others, and CROPPED ,hcIr way up to the
closed dGur for the pUposo Of peepng
through the keyholc; ana seeing only
blackntss, however eagerly the little
eyes might peer, they gave up, aHl
stole back disappointed TO the stove.
81 know the dear Christ.child won't
forget u.s." said olga II don't want
the giits; but / 90 want to
know about our Papa, and that
would comfort Mother. ] learn
cd y iitllp text last Sunday-'Blessed
are ye thar MOURN for 70 shall be
comlorted;' and Mamma told me- that
Jesus said that himself so | am sure
its truo." Just then, Gretchen came
out-"Mamma sends me to tell you all
that she wants TO hear our Christmas
hymn" There was u little settling
down and Whispering, and 500 from
Paul; for this WAS TO have been their
greeting to the dear father, who
would never come to hear ii now.
Then, led by Grctchen's sweet,
clear voice, the beautiful Christmas
music rose and filed the room, filling
the heart of the poor mother with COM
fort TOO, aud bringing the first tears eff
relief to her dry, dcspNiring eyes As
she lay crushed by her sorrow, in the
dark room near by,
Thou dear and holy Christ whutbll,s
Thy coming to thy children is; -
For thou can'st make uspu"o and white,
Coils ohilcrep, pleasing in His Sight
Oh, bless us we are young and small;
On, fee our bears from sinful thrali!
On, make our spirits free from Sin,
Thy fount of heavenly love within.
AS the last echoes of the sweet carol
died on the ear, bright ray of light
streamed through the key-hole of the
saioR door, and Hooded the threshold,
Fritzel saw it first, and sprang towards
the door, clapping his hands. ''rhe
Chrisi-child! he is come! Oh, open
openw he shouted. Carried away by
excitement and the delightful remem-
brance Of last year, when they all
waited in the dark for the lighting up
in the s0l3a and the opening of the
door, he wholly forgot, for an Instant,
the sorrowfui reality,
But, at chat moment, the door flew
open. The beautiful brilliant tree
stood in the center of the great room,
towering from polished floor nearly to
the frescoed ceiling, and little white
tables, laden with treasures, We're
grouped around it in scmi-cirtle.
a lovely fair-haired image Of the
Christ-chiid flashed high above the
lights and eyergreens with shining
star on his head; and on The threshold
stood very different liyure--a tall
figure in gray, with u soldiers cop,
which opened its arms rs iittle Fritzel
Wrang forward with lha cry, Papa /!
Papa! p ia -. p Ak
She never knew how she got there :;
but almost before Fr2t's joyous cry,
the mother WAS Gus IN die dwelling
room in her Waite wrappet, and safe
in his own str0u,. living arms, close to
his warm, true hCNt.
MY Marga,' he hai Whispered; my
best little wfe. ga
Sac knew nothing else; desired to
comprehend nothing. She had nina,
and W:a satisfied,
But ,ne ca N,tcn were 90. When
,hc elder uAes realized tia !. Was