The daily gazette., 1874-12-19
From the Baltimore Weekly SIN.
(; HRIHTMAR MEMORIES.
NJ W. n. ABEtl.


There Is no day In all the by.gone ycars
More glad 10 smiies, or dimmed WIN fswer
Ana Az, none to which the memory .oldly nios
That drsgs the selfish from Els worshipped
The coming miser from his boarded pelf,
Than that bright day on whose propitiors
Tho angels hsralded loving Saviour born.
BACK through the years on Oft.repeAted trips
~ pleasure. too, the memory softly slips
Taxing us with u 70 that happy day
Be spent 10 Joy Tat S fnoSs ss' oi no Sils alay may
Where brightest iaces. forms and figures fair
Are met OF those we hold most truly dear,
Had upright figures Of much younger mon,
Now stagger meath the heavy load OF life
About retiring from all mortal strife;
EEthere. whose toddling limbs refused to bear
Now in full. vigor battle with the world,
Onoe raised al0ft, againare downward hurled
Others again--bless, bless their faces kind
Are seen alone now by the journeying mind,
We see again the large, old fashioned FIRE,
Blazing and cracking. and with joy or ire
Tossing Its sparks np-rp the wide-mouthed
That our then young emigrations knew
As fairy sprites let loose from out the spell
VI wooden shackles-how, We could not tell,
And how upon that eve of Xmas night
we begged that these warm flames and cheer.
full light -
Might be allowed this once to die away,
80 when Kris kringie, in his crystal sleigh,
aeached our housetop the chimney might be
OF all obstruction, heat and smoky air
anu when twas out-we slept without fear.
And how, with peculiar childish care,
we chose those stockings, free from wear and
Our iargest, too-and then along the string
ihat heinmed the mental let them lazy swing
III, III now we watched away the early night
TIL sleep, with dngers trained to action light
sprinkled his sands, and closed our eyeIids
tight.
A1wakenins with the buzzing Of the town,
we rose TO take the unknown treasure down
And found, with joy, our stockings fairly
Those calves before were never SO well pufred
Even with flesh. And then, with blast OF horn
announced to all below, we rose to Xmas
Our hurried dressing and more hurried fligh,
Down the wide stairway; and with faces
Flushed with excitement--we scattered wide
Our Merry Christmas" then on every side
Lmbraced ourparents, and in their warm EN-.
Felt all the love that sparkled In the face
And in the whirl OF aif our present Joys
Our Christmas tree, our rich and simpier TOYS
sewt too, perhaps, B family qnisering tear
T0id the story OF one missing there,
Vne who was loved, and that love, too, re
With all the fervor that within her burned
Now loving In q new life richly earned.
Amid Our Joys, too, have we not thought I
A proud one, too-That has 90 kindly brought
10 mind the figure Of some little one,
Sntverfng with cold upon that old door stone
That framed the entrance to our home of ioy-
Taken 1t in, clothed, fed, and with toy
sent forth again with grateful face and heart,
Into the worlds, alas. too selfish mart,
Can we but ind memory such as this,
Where mid the rush Of earthly Joys and bliss,
we've turned from Pleasures Turing path
70 aid tho poor, the weak or sorely tried,
fhen nas been doubly blessed onr Christmas