Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1875-11-25
THE RUTLAND HERALD.
THURSDAY, NOVEMBER ia5, 1875.
REMEMBER THE POOR.

The coming weeks till the new year is
fully ushered in are the festival and hoi-
iday season of the year. They are laaen
with thanksgiving and Happiness and
are looked upon by the young and old
as the happy days. Thanksgiving comes,
with its home gatherings, when sons ana
daughters who have wandered away
from the old homestead meet around the
hearthstone once more, and for the oay
become children again. The little ones
also are present the little grandchildren
climbing into grandpa's and grandmas
lars and begging for story. The old
folks enter with zest into the enjoyment
of the occasion and the slow running
blood quickens in their veins, as they re-
member how they once were children.
Then there is the bountiful board, heap
ed high and grooming under the weight
of the good things, the pumpkin and
mince pies, and the grand Old turkey
who has gobbled his last gobble, But
we have omitted one of the pleasures OF
Thanksgiving day. 1t is the Thanksgiy-
Ing service. With hearts full of love
and tbankfulness il is TO many the most
Joyous service of the year.
Thanksgiving day passes, and the little
ones, with the remembrance of its pleas
ures still in their minds, look forward
TO Christmas and the coming of Santa
Claus. The biggest stocking Is hunted
up, and on Christmas eve 1t is hung by
the fireplace, or at some point where it
will be most convenient for the mysti-
cal present giver. The night hours pass
and in their dreams the little sleepers
seem to hear the distant sleigh-bells, the
patter of the reindeer's hoofs upon the
roof, and they seem to see the form OF
Jolly gray bearded old fellow come
backing down the chimney, putting at
the burden of presents on his back.
They see him chuckle as he fills up
each stocking and shakes it down to
make room for more. The morning
breaks and, no matter how difficult 1t
may have been to rouse the sleepers on
other mornings, on this morning they
are awake with the first ray of light,
and without stopping to dress they came
tumbling into the room to examine their
treasures. AS their shouts of laughter
ring through the rooms, father and
mother, the real Santa Claus, feel that |
il is more blessed to give than to re- |
ceive. Christmas has its other pleasures, |
Its happy greetings and happy meetings,
and the world seems 10 join with the |
angels in rejoicing on this day
that Christ was born. And then
there is New Years Day, with
It's calls and we'll wishes for the new
year. These seasons, with their pleas
ures and merry makings, are realities to
most of us, and the memories of the
past are fraught with pleasant recollec-
tons of them. We have been happy
and perchance have been priviledged IN
making others happy, but in our enjoy
ment have we always thought OF those |
wlO were too poor to light up these hol-
idays. There are many to whom want
and suffering are as real on Christmas as
at any other season, and the dayis made
darker by the light which CLEANS out
from the homes of the wealthy and bet |
ter favored. We are apt TO think. that
want auG. suffering are confined to The
larger cities, but little investigation |
Asassi--sPare any stiun fslaf.~ss-
sion. As Thanksgiving day and Christ
mas and New Years day approach, we
would urge our readers to make their
own happiness complete by seeking out
and relieving the sufferings of the poor.
The winter has set in earlier than usual,
and Their: may be those to whom ton
of coal or "a barrel of -four would be
Godsend. There are little children
whose Christmas would he made bright
by gift of warm clothing, or by few
of the toys with which the children of
the rich are so well supplied. Let US all
make it duty and a pleasure to furnish
the means of enjoyment to others, and
our own happiness will be increased.
AS we rejoice let US throw wide open
the doors of the poor to the genial
warmth and sunshine of generosity.