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kindred; the presents of good cheer passing and repassing; those
tokens of regard; and quickeners of kind feelings; the evergreens
distributed about houses and churches; emblems of peace and
gladness; all these have the most pleasing effect in producing fond
associations; and kindling benevolent sympathies。 Even the sound of
the Waits; rude as may be their minstrelsy; breaks upon the midwatches
of a winter night with the effect of perfect harmony。 As I have been
awakened by them in that still and solemn hour。 〃when deep sleep
falleth upon man;〃 I have listened with a hushed delight; and;
connecting them with the sacred and joyous occasion; have almost
fancied them into another celestial choir; announcing peace and
good…will to mankind。
How delightfully the imagination; when wrought upon by these moral
influences; turns every thing to melody and beauty! The very crowing
of the cock; heard sometimes in the profound repose of the country;
〃telling the night watches to his feathery dames;〃 was thought by
the common people to announce the approach of this sacred festival。
〃Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Savior's birth is celebrated;
This bird of dawning singeth all night long;
And then; they say; no spirit dares stir abroad;
The nights are wholesome… then no planets strike;
No fairy takes; no witch hath power to charm;
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time。〃
Amidst the general call to happiness; the bustle of the spirits; and
stir of the affections; which prevail at this period; what bosom can
remain insensible? It is; indeed; the season of regenerated feeling…
the season for kindling; not merely the fire of hospitality in the
hall; but the genial flame of charity in the heart。
The scene of early love again rises green to memory beyond the
sterile waste of years; and the idea of home; fraught with the
fragrance of home…dwelling joys; reanimates the drooping spirit; as
the Arabian breeze will sometimes waft the freshness of the distant
fields to the weary pilgrim of the desert。
Stranger and sojourner as I am in the land… though for me no
social hearth may blaze; no hospitable roof throw open its doors;
nor the warm grasp of friendship welcome me at the threshold… yet I
feel the influence of the season beaming into my soul from the happy
looks of those around me。 Surely happiness is reflective; like the
light of heaven; and every countenance; bright with smiles; and
glowing with innocent enjoyment; is a mirror transmitting to others
the rays of a supreme and ever…shining benevolence。 He who can turn
churlishly away from contemplating the felicity of his
fellow…beings; and can sit down darkling and repining in his
loneliness when all around is joyful; may have his moments of strong
excitement and selfish gratification; but he wants the genial and
social sympathies which constitute the charm of a merry Christmas。
THE END
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