St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-12-25
SANTA CLAUS.

Twas the night before Christmas, and all
= through the fiat,
Not a creature was stirring, not even rati
dhe stockings we're hung by the range in the
alr,
Though we knew that Saint Nicholas
couldn't get there:
And mama in crimping pins in ms gown.
Had just laid our heads on our soft pillows
down, 51A
When out in the rear there arose such
rattle,
We fell sure that the neighbors were i'll O set
battle.
We few to the windows as quick as flash,
We pushed out the shutters and threw up
the sash:
But what TO our wondering eyes should ap-
Coming hand over hand on the pully line
queer.
But a jolly old party, SO nimhIe and quick
We wlnked AT each other, crying: by the
old Niek!'
He was jolly and plump, right hearty old elf
You'd have hurt your sides laughing in spite
of yourself!
He brskly came up through the keen frostv
Climbed over the fire escape, seeing us there.
And entered the room with bound and q
jerk;
Unslinging hts bundles he went straight to
work,
In won dering amazement we sat by and
spared.
WANTED to question him. hut scarcely dared
But mama chimed in. with her womuiiish
way
As if nothing slnguIar'd happened her way,
Saying: PLEASE, Mr.. Sauta Claus, there Is
Our tree.
We've decked it out gaily as fine as can be,
And. If you don't mind. you'll give us much
II you II load it with presents for each girl
aud boy.
Our stockings are there, We hung them of
They'll hold nuts and candies. but Fred
wants a horse.
And Matef lawn tennis. piano and tent,
While Harry says bicycles for him are
meant;
Clara Augustus wants sealskin and costume
And Amabel croeuet or something to shoot
AT mark in the parlor with little blank
shot,
Or out in the country when mornings are
And wish for diamonds real laces and gold,
With velvets and ermine, and''-ere it was
told,
Old Santa Claus turned, with his keen. ro-
gHiSh eve
Just CHANGING at her as he looked quickly by.
Saying: '.Hewdy, old duffer? Whalever's to
pay?
II Christmas comes thus, how'll it ue New
Years dayf
Phey lay out their ptans-all the dear women
AZ if we poor fellows had nothing to do
But open the mountains and shovel out gold
Until the bright diamonds have grown dim
old.
though. was crowded from hall and from
hut
So 1 just tried the fats. but the ehimneys are
shut.
Still happy thought struck me to go by the
wire,
Then at each pulley line L could mount
higher, higher.
But bless me and blazes I'm sorry comet
Ed have been smart and happy if I'd stayed
= at home,
|, Where left all my darliugs SO sweet and so
~ bright
That used to be with me on each Christmas
The world is all changed, there is no place
for me.
The stockings by chimneys are changed to q
tree;
And every ones wanting great riches and
wealth!
Fm old, and disneartened with working
alonet
Next year I'll send greetings by near teIe-
phone.
Let thPse who want presents worth millions
Go search for and get EN-. but not from Saint
i0i1 EickE'
Thejoly old fellow was deep in the blues,
IeoQld see he was solemn clear down to his
x shoes,
And Whispered to mamma, "Now you've
],h had your say
You've put your foot in 1.-THE usual way.
1t would have been better, before that were
said,
That you had been snoring away in your
bed"
Then mamma, quito vanquished, without a
reply
Stole softly away with a tear in each eye.
But watch Saint Nick, who, with never O
word,
Filled both trees and stockings; then, light
as q bird.
With a nod and a sigh out the pulley rope
ran,
And climbed up the pole like telegraph
man;
But Iheard him remark, ere he vanished
from sight:
Don't over tax kindnesst Mer' Christlaasl
Good nightF'
-Henriette Allen Walsh.
The coughs Of the wealthy sick fill the
Of fiaca II