The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-12-24
Christmas Cheer.
Furnished by the Bes, Authors

Numerous, indeed. are the hearts to
which Christmas brings n brief of hap
piness and enjoyment How many old
recollections, and how many dormant
sympathics does Christmas time awak-
en-? We write these words now, many
miles distant from the spot at which,
year after year, we met on that day a
merry and joyous circle, Many of the
hearts that throbbed SO gaily then have
ceased to beat; many Of the looks that
have shone so brightly then have ceased
10 glow; the hands we graspcl have
grown cold the eyes we sought have
hid their luster in the graveyard yet tho
old house, the room, the merry voices
and smiling faces, the Jest, the laugh,
the most minute and trivial circum-
stances connected with those happy
meetings crowd upon our mind at each
recurrence of the season, rs if the last
assemblage bad been but yesterday
Happy, happy Christmas, that wins Us
back TO the delusion of our childish
DAYS that can recall to the old man the
pleasures Of his youth; that can trans
port the sailor and the traveller, thous-
ands Of miles away, back TO his own
tiresdo aud his quiet home - Charles
UickeHS.
This is the season when the world is
gaycst and gladdest --not that external
natures smile is brightest. but that the
very air we breathe is bearing to us on
its wings the grand old Message that
unto all the world child is born. Oh,
wondrous Message, that can so enthral
the ages! acknowledge thy power |
salute thy source, for surely good must
have been begotten of good, A strain
that has preserved its purity through
eighteen centuries of time, had been the
glory and inspiration of humanity while
dynastics and generations have crum-
bcd to nothingness, asks more than
Reasons gauge of me. The bird sings
in my heart to-day, while cant and
bigotry stink mute away. How poor and
mean must that soul DO which cannot
expand beyond the narrow region OF
sectaranism when it knows the earth
wide Aof this compassionate Christ
mas IL, -,,t, pity all such souls To
them the season brings little grace, l
fear, and if there be children waiting
on their love with what anguish and
disappointment must they SEQ only the
cruel stone where they had asked for
bread Unhappy Is the child across
whose Christmas sky rolls cloud SO
dark. - [ Signor MAJ. a.
Light on thy hills, Jerusaleu7v
Tho Savior now Is born!
And bright on Bcthlchem's joyous plain
Breaks the first Christmas MORN"
e II. Scars.
with gentle deeds. and kindly thoughts
Aud loving words, withal,
Welcome the merry Christmas In,
-, Lawrence.
"Christmas comes but once O year"
Thomas Tussor
1.-THE poor will many n care forget.
Tho debtor think not Of his debts,
But as they cnch enjoy their cheer,
Wish II wero Christmas nll the year,
Thomas Miller.
"lmmortal Babe. who this dear day,
DIdst change Thine Heaven for our clay,
And didst with flesh Thy good hoad veil,
Eternal Son OF God, nj hail"
bishop Hall.
"Thc hrIrcs of all chrls;cndom
Now non along
The unbrokcn song
OF peace on earth, good will to men,
IL. W LOngtellow
But the star tina, shines IN bethlehem
shines still, and shall not cease,
| And we listen still to the tidinps
cog Adelaide Proctor.
"Thls hnppy day, whose risen sun
Shall set not through eternity;
This holy day when Christ, the Lord,
Took on HIM our humanity"
Phoebe Carey.
This day
Shall change all sreis aud Quaitee into love.
Shakespeare.
As fits the holy Christmas birth,
Be this, good friends, our enrol still
Be peace ON cNrtb he pence on earth,
To men of gentle Will"
--Thackeray.
There's song IN tho air theresa star in the
There's mothers deep prayer and n baby's
low cry.
And the s,nr rains i,s fire while the beautiful
slug,
And the manger Of Bethlehem cradles king.
j. g. Holland.
Twas Christmas broncbed the mIghtcst nile;
Twas Christmas Told the mcrrlcst tale;
Christmas gamho Oft could cheer
Tho poor mans heart through half tho
year,
Sir Walter Scott.
IT'S the season for kindling the fire Of
hospitality in the hall, the genial flame
OF charity in the heart. - irring.
Who taught mankind on that nrst Christmas
day.
What twins to be man; to give, not take,
To serve, not rule: to nourish, not devour;
To holp, not crush; II need, to die, not liver
Charles Kingsley.
Rise, happy morn RISE holy morn!
Draw forth the cheerful day from night
Oh Father touch the east, and light
The h~l' th"t show 'rhen Hope was born.
--Tenuyson.