The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-12-28
DAS KRIST-KINDEL.

had fed the fire and stirred it, till the sparkles
i'll delight
Snapped their saucy little fingers at the chill
And. in dressing gown and slippers, I had tilted
back "my throne
The old split-bottomed rocker-and was musing
all alone.
could hear the hungry winter prowling round
the outer door,
And the tread of mu fled footsteps on the white
But the sounds came to me only as the murmur
OF q stream
That mingled with the current OF lazy flowing
dream.
Like fragrant incense rising, curled the smoke
With the lamp-light cleaning through it like a
mist-eniolded STAR
And as gazed, the vapor like a currain rolled
away,
With a sound of bells that tinkled, and the clat-
ter OF sleigh.
And in vision, painted like a picture in the
saw the elash figure of man with frosty
quaint old man that ehuckled with laugh as
he appeared,
And with ruddy cheeks like embers in the ashes
of his beard.
He poised himself grotesquely. in an attitude OF
inirtb,
On q damask covered hassock that was sitting
And at magic signal of his stubby little
thumb.
1 saw the fireplace changing to a bright pro.
And looking there. marveled as saw a mimic
Alive with little actors. of very tender age:
And some very tiny that they tot,ered as they
walked,
And lisped and purled and 'gurgled like the
brooklets. when they talked.
And their faces were like lilies. and their eyes
like purest dew,
And their trssses like the shadows that the
shine is woven through
And they each had little burdens, and little
tale to tell
OF fairy lore, and giants, and delights delecta-
BILE.
And they mixed aud iutermingled, weaving
melody with Joy,
TIL the magic circle clustered round bloom
And they threw aside their treasures. in an &C.
And bent. with dazzed faces. and with parted
lips to see.
Twas a wondrous little fellow. with dainty
And chubby cheeks. and dimples for the smiles
And he looked as ripe and rosy. on his bed of
As q mellow little pippin that had tumbled in
the weeds.
And saw the happy mother, and group sur
rounding her.
That knelt with costly presents of frankiucense
And thrilled with awe and wonder. as mur.
muir on the air
Came drifting DER the hearing in Q melody Of
prayer.
By the splendor in the heavens, and the hush
upon the sea,
And the majesty of silence reigning over Galilee.
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bow the knee
And lift our hear to and voices in gratefuness to
thee.
Thy messenger has spoken, and our doubts have
fed and gone
To the dark and spectral shadows of the night
And. IN the kindly shelter of the light around us
drawn,
We would nestle down forever in the brsas. we
lean upon.
You have given MS a shepherd-you have given
us guide,
You sent him from your side.
But he comes TO lead thy children where the
gates will open wide
To welcome his returning when his works are
glorifed.
By the splendor in the heavens and the hush
And the majesty of silence reigning over
Galilee,
We feel thy kingly presence. and we humbly
And LIT our hearts and voices in gratefulness to
to thee.
Then the vision. slowly falling. with the words
Fell swooning in the moonlight through the
frosty window-psne;
And heard the clock proclaimiug, like an eager
sentinel
Who brings tho world good tidinge-"it is