Salt Lake Herald | 1906-12-16 | Page 10 | The Christmas Spirit

THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT Are you beginning to feel the Christ In iii your bones May ay heaven help you if you arent For all over this big beautiful country countr people are speeding as fast as wheels will carry calT them towards home for Cor Christmas They rhey are comma coming in from the desert places where for months on end they have been tolling toiling in heat he t and In cold with all their thoughts upon their loved ones and the tho Joy of the prospective reunion They are going out from the cities to tho the towns and to the farms to be with the old folks during the holiday season That is the beautiful e thing about Christmas Chri It softens the tho th hearts e ts of or ormen men humanIzes humanize them makes them th m forget for forget forget get for a period the lust for gold god the spur of ambition and sends them speed speedIng speeding Ing towards home Two m men n were talk talking talking talkIng ing on a train the other day One had spoken of his pleasure In tn the prospect of being home for Christmas The other othor said When Then I boarded this train two days fays ago It was the first I had hM seen 3 a railroad for three years All that time I have hare been en the desert far from civilization For three successive years lars T cooked my Christmas dinner over oer greasewood grease wood twigs anti and an laid down I wn t rest ret reton reston reSton on Christmas night In a little tent in which there was vas hardly room to turn turnaround turnaround turnaround around That sounds like Ilko the of ot December instead of ot Christmas but I 1 always remembered that It was Christ Christmas Christmas mas ma day and though alone and lonely T 1 tried to work up a Christmas spirit of or ormy my own This year I am going home for Christmas I have about which I I can afford to o spend on the trip and Im going to have a bully Christmas with the folks if i its the last Christmas I 1 spend on OTt this mortal earth Then Thon its back to the desert for rne me for tor I dont know how long lon There was a mist in his eyes bearded man though he was wasand wasand wasand and his voice choked just a little But Dut Buthe Duthe Buthe he was happy serenely happy for he be was going home for Christmas So It is for thousands upon thousands of others This Thil Is a mighty fine nn WorM world after all We have our other Joys often we have sorrows that are hitter bitter but there Is no n joy comparable with the Christmas C s Joy when once the Christmas microbe has found permanent perman nt lodgment lo ment mentIn In ones system We never pel trat et too old to enjoy it never are ara we wa too t O young And how much better the world would be if we could have the Christmas spirit all aU the year y ar around