Washington County News | 1927-12-22 | Page 11 | Christmas

TIS a long, weary road, filled with joy and with Cj sorrow, if The road between Yesterday and Tomorrow, Tm And the high-lights that shine through the mists of W the past Jf With a gleam that will glow while my mem'ry shall i last W Are the wraiths of the Christmases strung through rJK the years . W That are called to the heart through smiles mingled n with tears. Vr There's the great oaken hall at my grandfather's manse, 5v; With its broad flaming fireplace where flame fairies Jtk dance; W There's the misletbe hung near the great carven door, J il And twinklingfeetflash o'er the smooth gleaming floor; Cwr There's the long oaken table, so lavishly spread, W With grandsire enthroned at his' place at the head. And the rays of the soft mellow candle-light shine if On each loved, loving face as I glance down the line, H And they come to me now as they were on that day, h And I reck not of years that have faded away. As they were to me then, they are still in my heart, For Time and his scythe in this scene have no part uk It is deep in the cloisters where memories dwell M That the heart has its tales of affection to tell; uj And though Christmas comes now just as it did then, h It is not the same day that it was to me when M I could stand as a child at my grandfather's knee jh And'fgaze at the blaze on the great Christmas tree. W '' ?. ..i &wj&ajP .41 is-?.