Show remember the lle ediest 77 rhe windows in your house and mine on christmas eve will brightly shine where gleaming candles shed their light through the dark batches of the night pointing a path down a the street to guide the wandering christ child i feet feed but look out in the bitter buter cold are those by misery made old robbed of their birthright pinched and thin peering our pleasant homes within our little brothers stand outside to look on joys they are denied dented your children s hearts and mine will be to made happy by a christmas tree aglow with lights and oh ohl the fun of hanging stockings every one then off of to bed imagining what santa claus is going to tirma but in the midst of gladness hark Is that a child s sob in the dark one of our little sisters weeps and sorrows even as she sleeps Because oh marys son because her names not known to santa clause clous so light the candles if isyou you mil wa to guide tha th christ but better still give of your goods that there may be more happiness less tragedy at christmas he aho does no giving has yet to learn the joy of living livings maxie V caruthers mn in N Y tunca tuns |