Show s ya a long weary road filled with joy and with f sorrow ja the road between yesterday and tomorrow and the highlights high lights that shine through the mists of the past with a gleam that will glow while my memry shall last are the wraiths of the christmases Christ mases strung through the years that are called to the heart through smiles mingled j with tears y y theres the great oaken ball at my grandfathers manse ty with its broad flaming fireplace where flame faines dance theres the mistletoe mis letoe hung near the great carven door and twinkling feet flash oer the smooth gleaming floor theres the long oaken table so lavishly spread with grandsire enthroned at his place at the head and the rays of the soft mellow candlelight candle light shine on each loved loving face as I 1 glance down the line and they come to me now as they were on that day and I 1 reck not of years that have faded away As they vere to me then they are still in my heart for time and his scythe in this scene have no part it is deep in the cloisters where memories dwell that the heart has its tales of affection to tell and though christmas comes now just as it did then it is not the same day that it was to me when I 1 could stand wl as W a cadd at my grandfathers Q i i knee sa s1 at the 11 blaze on the t great christmas i astree tree A 1 I 1 t 11 sr safi wi St scar aidi fi 1927 western newspaper union sass ss ss |