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Article CATHERINE CARMICHAEL; on, THREE YEARS RUNNING. ← Page 15 of 15 Article CHRISTMAS, 1878. Page 1 of 2 →
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Catherine Carmichael; On, Three Years Running.
and stopped at the end of the verandah , looking towards the spot at which the grave was marked by the low railings . There she stood for some minutes before she stirred . Then he followed her , and , laying his hand upon her shoulder , spoke the one word which was necessary . " Kate , will you take it , if not from him , then from me ? " She did not answer him at once , ancl then his arm was passed round her waist . " If not from him , then from me ? " Yes ; from you ,. " she said . " Anything from you . " And so it was .
Christmas, 1878.
CHRISTMAS , 1878 .
CniiiSTMAS is here once more to-daj' , With pleasant strain and jocund lay , And kindly voices sounding nigh , . Tell of a song once sung on high . 'Met all that ' s old , and all that ' s new ,
All that ' s tender , all that ' s true , All that ' s far , ancl all that ' s near , All that ' s gracious , all that ' s clear , We are reminded of that Plan To Jink again our Cfod to man , 'So bid our doubts and sorrows cease ,
And give us tidings of glad peace . Had , then , oh , Christinas ! Kbw once more Thy tidings swell from shore to shore , Telling , like Angel songs above , Of the Creator ' s endless love , Of all the gifts of heavenly grace , . For this our fallen , dying race ! AU had , oh Christinas ! Let our lay
Be joy for all on this glad clay ! How many years have passed and gone , How fast the sand of time has run , Since we first greeted far away The pleasant scenes of Christinas Day . Old friends , alas ! have quickly passed , The joys of earth were not to last .
Soft hours have left us in good truth Alone on earth with " rue" and " ruth ;" Yet here we are on Christmas Day , "When nought of time has liked to stay . But yet why should wo now lament , Or speak in tones of discontent ?
Let others joy . Enough for me , That others yet can happy be . So welcome Christmas once again , "With e ' en its noisy laughing train , ' "With all its witchery , all its songs , All that to mirth aright belongs ,
Ancl wreathed smiles , and converse gay , The goodly groups on Christmas Day .
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Catherine Carmichael; On, Three Years Running.
and stopped at the end of the verandah , looking towards the spot at which the grave was marked by the low railings . There she stood for some minutes before she stirred . Then he followed her , and , laying his hand upon her shoulder , spoke the one word which was necessary . " Kate , will you take it , if not from him , then from me ? " She did not answer him at once , ancl then his arm was passed round her waist . " If not from him , then from me ? " Yes ; from you ,. " she said . " Anything from you . " And so it was .
Christmas, 1878.
CHRISTMAS , 1878 .
CniiiSTMAS is here once more to-daj' , With pleasant strain and jocund lay , And kindly voices sounding nigh , . Tell of a song once sung on high . 'Met all that ' s old , and all that ' s new ,
All that ' s tender , all that ' s true , All that ' s far , ancl all that ' s near , All that ' s gracious , all that ' s clear , We are reminded of that Plan To Jink again our Cfod to man , 'So bid our doubts and sorrows cease ,
And give us tidings of glad peace . Had , then , oh , Christinas ! Kbw once more Thy tidings swell from shore to shore , Telling , like Angel songs above , Of the Creator ' s endless love , Of all the gifts of heavenly grace , . For this our fallen , dying race ! AU had , oh Christinas ! Let our lay
Be joy for all on this glad clay ! How many years have passed and gone , How fast the sand of time has run , Since we first greeted far away The pleasant scenes of Christinas Day . Old friends , alas ! have quickly passed , The joys of earth were not to last .
Soft hours have left us in good truth Alone on earth with " rue" and " ruth ;" Yet here we are on Christmas Day , "When nought of time has liked to stay . But yet why should wo now lament , Or speak in tones of discontent ?
Let others joy . Enough for me , That others yet can happy be . So welcome Christmas once again , "With e ' en its noisy laughing train , ' "With all its witchery , all its songs , All that to mirth aright belongs ,
Ancl wreathed smiles , and converse gay , The goodly groups on Christmas Day .