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Show The Legend of j Christmas j 1922, Western Newspaper Union.) 'TPHEY gay that on that firit, strange Christmas Night, So dazzling was the radiance of the Light, That sun and moon and stars leaped in the sky, j And danced in ecstasy. The silly sheep fled, scampering: in dismay, Yet stayed their foolish fleeing, so they say, To kneel in adoration and in prayer. And peace was everywhere. The crooked stump stood straight, the legend tells, And held forth leafy arms and tiny bells, Wee, starry blossoms, gemmed th Ht- ing green. No withered thing was seen. The Hon and the lamb watched aide by side, Sharing the wonders of that Cnrist- mastide, The air was rich with perfume, sweet with song. The cock crowed all night long. And every Christmas Eve, so run the tale, In field and forest, mountain-top and vale, The blessed fairies guard, that onr all No evil may befall. They say that angels hover all the night, Close to the listening earth; and when the light Of Christmas morning heralds the glad Day, They fold their wings and pray. You never saw these wonders? No, nor 1 1 Only the pure and childlike may descry des-cry The tiny fairies flitting in the grass. And speak them as they pass. Guiltless of guile, from greed and envy en-vy free Oh! very like the Christ-Child must you be, To hear a blessed angel when ha sings, Or feel the brush of wings. Vilda Sauvage Owens in New York Times. |