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A Simple Bill Of Fare For A Christmas Dinner
H.H. All good recipe-books give bills of fare for di...

A Christmas Carol
CHRISTIAN BURKE The trees are hung with crys...

The Cratchits' Christmas Dinner
(Adapted) CHARLES DICKENS SCROOGE and the Ghost...

Neighbors Of The Christ Night
NORA ARCHIBALD SMITH Deep in the shelter of ...

To The Fir-tree
FROM THE GERMAN O Fir-tree green! O Fir-tree...

Sly Santa Claus
MRS. C.S. STONE All the house was asleep, ...

The Angels
WILLIAM DRUMMOND Run, shepherds, run where B...





Christmas Carol






JAMES S. PARK

So crowded was the little town
On the first Christmas day,
Tired Mary Mother laid her down
To rest upon the hay.
(Ah, would my door might have been thrown
Wide open on her way!)

But when the Holy Babe was born
In the deep hush of night,
It seemed as if a Sabbath morn
Had come with sacred light.
Child Jesus made the place forlorn
With his own beauty bright.

The manger rough was all his rest;
The cattle, having fed,
Stood silent by, or closer pressed,
And gravely wondered.
(Ah, Lord, if only that my breast
Had cradled Thee instead!)





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