Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1881-12-24
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EVENING. DEC. "a. 1881.
CHRISTMAS EVE ON THE FARM.

CHRISTMAS EVE On THE FARM.
For the Christmas INrELLIGENcER
'Tis Christmas eve and all the farm has settle,
Tor the night;
And over all, like watchful eyes, the stars ar,
twinkling bright.
May be- the farmer often thinks, "thos,
stars are loved ones cyes
That nightly keep, DER loved Gnes here, a visi
from the skies"
And E,Ay bc that: q ,..c rea. on why he does hi,
work so well;
May be bis "iothrr's eyes arc there, the bright
est- TOO, all! who can tell?
The Rooster gives cui-shoTt crow-beeI
dreaming, III be bound;
And from each farmers wakcucd roO3t the
answering crows rcsOunI.
The yObbler blinks upon the tree and tries to
pick his nciShbor,
And losing balance, wildly flaps. and keeps
his perch with labor.
And ttrcn lie falls to thinking why the farmer
grows 50 gracious,
And is SO .,rodgal -: corn that once he held 50
precious.
II p1,,w quite fat" he sclfcommuncs, and
sticks his breast out proudly;
'' Through all the country round my fame is
being sounded loudly"
Ana now he floats to drcam-landS yard with
out the least cnGeavOr,
And dreams that there Il lord lie strut, forever
and forever.
All. there his overlapping hope has reached
its full iruitiOn:
lie Hnds in dreams, as We nu ( find an acme
for ambition.
lie doesn't know what farmers Stay they first
1rca, kind and tattcn,
Else that high head would sadly droop and
that proud crest would nattcn.
For p.csent use, from future fcasts, the watch
dogs pleasure borrow.
And in their dreams snarl over bones that
they will chew tomorrow.
And in the kitchen, white and clean, by work
and love united,
Each pan and spoon and chairs In placc-ior
old krss they are rishted.
The wide, Old chimney still stands there, as
KrisS oft has found il,
And where for near IL hundred iuIcs. lie has
found the stockings round ii.
The farmer never hccds the friends who OF
that chimney say
A fuc would do, and take les, room, tear
that great thing away"
He never tells that round thai hearth, That
great rO"nl-taking thing,
\ cycles Joys and sorrows ccr, like Christmas
stockings cling.
And there toni sht The stockings hang, and
out of each Il voice
viii ask old KriSs for some nice thing TO make
young hearts rejoice.
There Toms and Mary's, Charles. Bcm's all
hang Il stcplikc row,
while baby Bcssie's tassCl"i socks are hung
alone below.
How fondly did tine mother kiss thnS" little
feet tonight.
How hold tina. baby to her heart, with strain
SO tender tight.
How humbly by the cradle knecl, with voice
SO low and sweet
There pray that Bethlehem; Star may guide |
her little baby feet |
Dk. surely will good Santa Claus hiin: baby |
something bright:
Hen never miss those dainty socks, though |
dark may lie the night |
For hearts that love like his good heart find |
light whcrc'cr is love, |
And every stitch of baby's socks is with alice |
ton wOvc! |
lis Christmas eve and all the farm has settled |
for the night; |
The stars are winkin. bonnily at KISS Krinslc |
in his flight
And all the earth seems silent now, rs il ii |
paused TO hear
Tie first glad notes OF Christmas morn with |
all its JOY and cheer;
A. il "To God the highest glory il l"nged to |
hear again,
And catch the sweet refrain OF peace on |
Garth. good will toward men
w.F.N.