Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-12-25

| manner suddenly turned gold ana the
crash Of wonderful music made the
listeners heart stand still, while his
eyes RaIed reverently upward as the
Christ Child wended his way toward
earth once more. Lights flashed up
everywhere, az II by magic, bells COM
menced TO ring and the voices or hu-
man beings Joined the choir OF angels
in the great "Adeste" hymn. In the
great cathedral incense rose tow ard
heaven and the prayers Of the walt
ing faithful mingled with the incense,
az the loved little figure came nearer
and nearer. when with q sobbins In
take OF the breath, the listener fell
forward on his face and the singing
ceased, only the trembling music,
sweeter than earthly music continued,
even the great organ was sulled az
the Christ Child entered His House
and nscended the Throne, raising his
hands In blessing over the silent wor-
shippers.
Bang Crash Crash! Bang! ana
q terrified group Of people. still kneel-
irp iu the great cathedral huddled to-
-ether I'm fright as one side Of the
building crashed in like paper. and
then sprang 10 their feet and started
toward the doors, only to be driven
back by 'he haNOneis Of the invading
army Blood and fapine, little chill
men killed and women misused ana
trtmplcd on and this on Christmas
with the Christ child still seated on
hIs throne with hands raised In bless
iua ON the world.
All AT once a soldier OF the empire
saw the tiny child and with a curse
rushed toward him and pulled him
Gown from the throne. Men who saw
started TO save him but the empires
u. g.. l..I,
mauder. saVagcY ran them down and
tho child left 10 the mercy Of the SOL
diors who knew no mercy They take
h.m prisoner away TO their trenches
where there was no help for him, no
succor nigh
Did they want 10 Kill him? Oh. no.
that would have given them htue
pleasure, what they wanted To do was
o. have some human thing TO torture,
to drag around with them, to make
clean their boots and wash their feet
and misuse in even more dreadful
ways than ones mind can invent KIM
him No indeed, that were too easy.
HIS beauty and helplcseness does
not appeal TO them, rather IT mfu-
rated them and they heaped cruel
ties on him.
Others saw him. however and a
clan gathering gave battle after bat
tie. The rcScuing army stroYc in vain
t. take the child from his captors.
Another year passes and 1t is again
Christmas eve. christmas eve, In "a
world weary with the long strugEl"
and worn with the frightful scenes IL
has Witnessed. still the battle wages
but what is that sign in the west
Eyes are turned in hope and longing
as greg light streams over the hor,-
zon: Just a elimmer at first, then
growing larger and so gloriousN
bright. and then bursting over the
waiting soldiers. like "A great cloak,
spreading wider and wider. until the
whole world is covered by the golden
glow which circles a bald -heade
Eagle. carrying In his talons Flag uf
promise and guarding with his D. dy
great war ships filled with men in
Khaki. armed and flying the stars and
Stripes and Fastening TO the rescue of
the child whose LIE is b,oken and
who is nearly dead with am the torture
that has been inflicted. just below
the eagle can hc seen bird men iu
their planes ever ciroliug and now
and thcn flashing signals 20 the ships
below. and over all the great golden
song OF hope and tnd liberty from
the eagle fyiuE swiftly forward.
Devils OF the deep strive To dasn 20
death these roscuers. but fail and 40
down To- death themselves for the
eagle. fresh and vigorous and not
spent with the long battle guards his
own faithfully and is ready and glad
to help his brothers I'm the weary
struggle.
Fear ana trembling strike the
hearts of the empire and cry for
peace is heard. peace I'm their own
way. however. peace which will glvN
thom the child 20 torture. and the
land which they have stolen. peac"
that will let them live and rule the
world But the world says "No. We
have suffered enough from your rul-
ing. We must have the child. the land
Won have stolen. and YOU must step
down from your throne and set your
people free. so only will we grant
your plea for peace" And the c1gle
comes ON. and the stars and stripes
nv over the land that has suffered SO
long. and the hearts of the weary SOL
dicrs of liberty. our allies. lift i'm one
great pucon OF praise and thanksgiv-
! ing. ana the pathway to heaven is
once more opened, the golden light
aran shines down. showing the little
| Visitor OF another Christmas. stained
with his sufferNnps. but at last res
cucd and replaced on his throne as
| King and Ruler Of the universe. ana
Fhrokon bells ring ont their trembling
music and it iS once more Christmas.