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The Cambridge Jeffersonian (Newspaper) - December 25, 1890, Cambridge, Ohio MANY CHEISTMASES. The Pino Tree Tells the Story of Its Life. 1 grew in a wild, tangled forest on the oilsc of a. bluff o'erlooking tho sea. At first. I watched tho little spring flowers unfold their leaves and b'ossoms, then the glad summer came, and the woods grew green and dark; after that they changed to red and gold, then all this faded and my houio looked dull and cold, jnstasyoursdo, littlo ones, when the lire goes out. I did not like till.1.; gloom, for I was such a baby tree; the sea and the wind would moan and wail together, and all tiic great trees the forest looked so sad. But at last'x tin; beautiful snow came; then I liked winter best of all, for I thought the Snow flukes were tlio pretty dead flow- ers turned to angels, coming down from Heaven toeomfort me; then, too, atniglit the aiar.s were so bright, and if one looks at the- long they are apt to think of strange things; so i" was with mo. 1 wondering why some of the trees in til" forest were bright and green, while all the were so bare and brown. I was trying to think this out I hoard voiees, and saw a light coming near: by and by it was so near that 1 could see a strong, handsome man carrying a lantern, and a lovely lady walking by his side; then they stopped and looked at me. and tho lady tenderly touched mo and said: "This little one is prettiest of all, so shapely and just the right size." Then the hand- some man smiled down at me, brushed tlie snow away, and with a hard, cruel, tool dug me out of the ground, but very gently, indeed, so as not to harm my then he lifted me in iiis anns and bore me away, and all the trees waved their farewell, and I was soonlost ti> their sight. I'nt I did not feel afraid or sorry, for 1 looked all tho timo at tlie bouulilui of the; lady, whioh some- how made me glad; so the timo did not seem long before we came to a cottage, with a light in its window, and I heard tho ludyeull it homo. Slut opened the door, and then I kuo'.v what a home was. A Mazing fire, a smooth clean iloor, windows with blooming flowers, a friendly clock, a table with an humble meal spread out, a cradle in rt cor- ner, a ehild nestled upon its pillows; and love in tho eyes of tho mother. But I had never seen any thing so pretty as baby. I forgot myself, and fairly trombled in my joy as I gazed upon her. At last I heard the mother say: "How beautiful it is, how it will delight my darling's They seemed talking me, so I looked at myself, and io you think I saw? Festoons of pop-! jorn and searletberries, and bright toys un every bough. What a proud littlo tree I was, to be so dressed as to please that they called mo a "Christmas then I knew why it was that some trees must stay green in the win- ter. All night I watched tho moonbeams on tho baby's face, then tho morning fame and flooded the room with sun- shine, and the mother caught the child in her arms and brought her to my side. Oh, those eyes! they shone brighter than the winter stars, and were fur more lovely. I was indeed the child's delight and she was mine. They plant- ed me in a box, and 1 grow and watched tho child grow day after day. At last the summer came, the child and I grew out of together, only at night she went to her cradle, whiles I watched for tho morning and her coming. When it rained si; stood at the window and laughed to see how bright tho vain- drops made look. All this while the jrew larger and more lovely, and all glad and gay as she. Nestled in my arms were fairy dolls, almost a3 lovely as the children; hooks with wonderful stories and pictures; gorgeous toys of every description; animals that if wound up would run about as though half mad; miniature houses completely furnished, hon bons, sweet meats, and oven jewels. Way up in the topmost branch stood :i little old Santa Clans, showering gifts from his bands in a most m a gical fashion. Besides all this a hundred tiny can- dies blazed on all my finger tips, un- til 1 wondered if tho very stars in heaven were not jealous; from a dis- tant room c a m c thesouml of sweet, low music; this af- ter a time became loud andglr.d, and then tho children joined hands and they danced around mo, and I be- came a very proud tree. BROWNIES' CHRISTMAS SPORTS. BY ED. R. PRITCHARD. I. When Merry Christmas time comes 'round and all the world is gay, The Brownies hold high revelry from dark till dawn of day. II. And chief among their Christmas sports 'tis coasting holds high place, As down the hill they fly pell-mell in reckless, joyful race. III. Then up again they bravely tug to try once more the fun, Till morning comes, and with the dawn their Christmas joys are done. IV. So we, like Brownies, should enjoy this happy Christmas Day, When Santa comes with gifts for all, and peace and mirth hold sway. prises, and musical with words of char- ity and good-will for all. Yol; to many people the coming of Christmas is anticipated with dread and looked back upon, when past, with a feeling of relief, because tho holiday has come, to mean "give and take." It is no exaggeration to say that thou- sands of good people in this land have forgotten how logins. Christinas pres- ents represent to them a matter of To another class, who have loving hearts, but slender purses, the thought of Christmas brings embarrass- ment and envy. Is tliei'O not something wrong in that idea of Christmas, time which expresses itself in a conversation like this: "Mother, what on earth can I get for tho Delaneys this year? You know they will be sure to send us something this year as they did last." "I'm sure I don't know. You might give the two girls those vases we saw in the. city yesterday." "Indeed I won't! I mean to get those vases for Aunt Carrol and Cousin HER NEW YEAR GIFTS. Fanny. But" x Eut amid all tho joy and laughter, all the richness and luxury, all S- the hriliian t sceno, I could not help re- j ineinliiM'ing that Christ- mas eve of long ago, when rny brightest or- naments were tho scar- let berries, and all that daxaled mo was tho sweet child's eyes. Now, when the spring came again, my way of life was quite changed. Out in tho beautiful garden there was a great hole dug. Again I was borne in the arms of tho gentle- man, the same lovely lady walked by his sido and the child a n d all h or little f L'iends followed in tho train. Thero was mu- sic by tho singing birds, and in the light of tho morning aun, (with a "we must get them something I suppose." "Yes, I suppose wo must. What a bother, isn't Or take an instance of a different kind, like tho following: A young man, a clerk perhaps, with limited means, re- ceives an invitation from his paternal tin- clo to spend Christ- mas at his house; where ho will meet a host of cousins and friends. He knows that they will remem- ber him in some way and yc bio for each of them a pres- ent without going far beyond his means. He is forced either to refuse the invita- tion and to spend tlio day in some poorer amusement, or to ac- cept, and to be morti- fied at his inability to UicpT Ami 'runl ]ior treasures for- lorn stand! And Ui.Mpcrs, sighing: "Can tliis be all? TV li a t tlicue mid When tho heart to hungry for dear- er things? So poor, so proud! 1C lie only Icncw How I hatu my what a He might .sent me a or tivo, But of eourse, uear folloTv, lie never dreams Oi' the pangs and hcartaeho J feel the while I pass lilm by v.'ith a nod and siiiile. Yet somehow I thought tbc Now Year Would me a message or friendly J. longed so for some little token, uei'.r, To keep for ever anil over Then breathless, bUuiliinp, she sees, half aid, A sealed white letter her gifts amid. She hissed it thrico ere :juc smiling rcail: Love, eun I before your feet? Only my fuitKut henrly1 he Must I seal and send to your keeping, "Only your heart? But your Kimlshe, If, tho dearest gilt in the world, to fj. in Judge. NEW YEAR abor tho True Koy A Feiv EKrfillcnt Renewed feelings of THOUGHTS. of Pticcent; in ambition aro synonymous with the opening of tho new year. resolutions aro mado than at any other time, and ns often aro they alas! broken. Hut with some tho resolutions mado with the dawn of in in sujuw ivay, it is impossi- i year have been carried through to ir him to make Numerous lives of honor and achievement can bo traced to some de- termination of purpose made upon an occasion such as the first day of tlie year allords for a fresh start in the journey of life. Wo all desire success; tho prob- lem of life is its winning. Every per- son carries in his or her own hand tho key that unlocks either the door of suc- cess or failure1. Tho true key of success is labor, and presents equal in strong, resolute will to turn money value to those which ho expects to receive. Many persons at Christinas time are perplexed with such thoughts as uhose: "How can I givo pres- ents to all my friends, though I would like to? They will think I am moan if I do not re- member them." Tho time, which of all times should be blessed with peaceful, loving thoughts, bus- tles w i t h a n x i o u s scheming as to how a pint may bo made to appear as large as a quart. Could wo read tho hearts of many persons the day after Christ- inas wo should be it. It is hard, earnest work, step by step, that insures success, and never was this truth more potent than at the present time. Positions of trust and eminence are no longer secured at a single leap. Men and women have ceased to succeed in a hurry. Occasionally there will be an exception, but tho in- stances are rare. Success, a writer has said, is the ehild of confidence and porso- and never was the meaning of a word more clearly defined. The secret of many successful careers is tlio thorough performance of whatever has been undertaken. An excellent maxim is that which counsels us never to put our hands to any thing into which wo can not throw our whole energies harnessed with tho very best of our endeavors. Persever- ance is essential to success, sinco it is often achieved only through a succes- sion of failures. In spite of our best efforts, failures are in store for tho ma- jority of the race. It remains, then, for us all to do tho best we can under all circumstances, bearing in mind that races aro not always won by tho swift- est feet nor triumph in battlo secured by the strongest arms. It is not so much the possession of swiftness or strength as it is tho right application of them by whioh success is insured. In starting out upon the journey of life it is well: First, to obtain every kernel of knowl- edge within your reach. Study people for tho knowledge they can impart to you. Read book's for what they can teach you. Next, see what your temperament best suits you for. Jlarlc your tendencies and apply them. Bo sure yon have not mistaken your ONE c gentleman. Them one night in Bwoot midsummer imagine my surprise as I place. And now the ehild began to beheld myself again one mass of fla-i- study; she learned too much for a ignorant tree like me to tell about. 1 know is; that very grave-looking mas- ters would come, then my darling would :d amid peals of joyons laughter, was planted in my final resting- poor leave me, and .1 could through tho window the curly head bent over a wiise-looking book, and tho time would light. Tho garden, too, was a brilliant sight, for moving among tho flowers and fairy lights was the gay throng of children that danced around me so- long ago one Christmas night. They were all grown to lovely women and handsoino men, like my darliiij n i my i-Uii l.iil 11 child grew larger and more lovely, and seem very long before she would come and the youth that loved her And I grew larger and more proud. Again back again. Then there cumo a, day j again they gathered in a circle about Uin.Htmus came, again f was decked for more sad than all tho rest. My child me and my child and her betrothed stood yf tho JUtlo girl. >Sho could talk to nr; now, ami I 7iovor grow tired of to IKT voiuo. Thus many Christmas days camo and until tho I.ITTF OXK Tfi 1'RETTIKSTOF ALL." child and f were ten years old. Then came tho went away to learn more still, I hoard it whispered. I was left tho father and mother could not enduro their home with their darling gone, so they went away upon n, long journey. My heart was heavy with gilef, but I, too, had much to learn; though not from books, but from t'uc flowers and birds, from the rain-drops and the snow-drops; from tho sunshine and the wind, from tho starlight and tho moonlight, and from tho bluo sky and the storm clouds; and I became tho wisest tree in the gar- den, for 1 learned how to make all thoso things comfort inc. After a very long time bad passed away, my darling came back, my ehild still, and yet so changed; tho eyes wore the same, but the sunny hair had grown brown, and she was so tall and so differ- ent, 1 thought. She would come and dream tho hours away by my sido. Sometimes she would seem to bo seeing something far away, would smile so sweetly, and then tho eyes would fill with tears. I thought: "Oh, my ehild has learned too 1 thought so still when one day a handsome youth sought her beneath my shade, and I was of it when I heard what ho wliis- who dare say that a simple pine tree can not shed a blessing? Ihencatnetho grandest tune of all. pored; but 1 changed my mind when my The merry throng grow merrier still, .My (lai'ung was so beautiful, and pet ceased to dream and became happy .vnci S( undor my outstretched arms. I was crowned with glory now, for they had mado mo a sacred altar. I heard their whispered vows and blessed them, arid 1 WAS CliOWNED WITH GLOKY N01V." I was a stately tree, almost largo for a Christmas tree; wo not live in the cottage now, but ii mansion which stood in its place. My child had hosts of children and gay again, and she laughed so mer- did j rily that tho youth and I would always n a laugh, too. All this timo everybody seemed very busy, except my darling and the young so the wedding night was passed and gone. I am now a portly old pine; there is gossip abroad in the garden to the ef- fect that I am very proud, and 1 guess served simply as a day of give and take V F THEM. passed away sinco that wedding night. My child lives with h o r husband f a r where they speak a different lan- guage and have no win- ter season. The father and mother aro dead, and another family live in tho house, and three little, children play in my shade and love mo, and climb in my arms; I am very happy, but 1 never forget tho days of my youth, and never tire of talking about them. Early this morning I told of my life to a little snowbird, and when ho went to get his breakfast of crumbs, from the hand of a lady in the mansion, whom tho children call he told it to her and she- wroto it down; I saw her do it myself, and there's no knowing what becomes of stories when they onco get on Elizabeth Buckingham, in Chicago Sat- urday Evening Herald, more grieved than surprised to read calling. there: "I'm glad 'Onco certain, apply yourself to your another Christinas j chosen work. is gone 1 Now 1 Then work hard, earnestly and innes- shall not have to make any santly. more presents for a year at! Don't consider any thing beneath you. Bo patient, honest and pleasant in Is Christmas to be ob- manner. CHRISTMAS DAY. la It to ISo Obsorvcd Simply as a Day of Give mill tu Muko It Mont Christmas time and good cheer are synonymous terms. If there is a period in the wholeroundof thetoiling, schem- ing, sinning world when life scorns less burdensome and homo joys more real, it is when paterfamilias begins to conic homo at night with his pockets bulging out with knobby bandies. It is when the youngest boy confersdarkly with his mother concerning some secret which has to do with his father. It is when tho oldest boy in vain tries to conceal an awkward-lookingpackage, six inches one way and seven by nine tho other, by crowding it into his coat-tail pocket. When the very atmosphere, all about, is in value to those wo received? Shall not no- ble souls try to x make the day v.. orabla not by the ex- change of gifts, but by the expression of love Onr beloved Master gave the world Himself a3 His best C h r i s t m a s gi Youth's Companion. Treat all persons nlikc, high or low. Have a smile for a pleasant word Shall our b e s t for everybody. thoughts concern- Success may not come at first, but it ing it be the: will not be fat1 olV, and thought tli at; come it will be the sweeter for its delay, tho presents .Journal. The C'hilstmiis Slivuf. There is a pretty and curious custom in Norway. A polo is fastened up over tho door of the barns at tho farm-houses, and on the top is tied a littlo sheaf of wheat. A traveler was for a long timo puzzled to understand what it could mean. One day ho fell in with a kind old Norwegian gentleman. He asked him the meaning of those mysterious wheat sheaves, arid was told they were put there that the birds might have a Merry Christ- inas. What a pretty and kindly custom; the poor littlo Norweg- ian birds with their A Miatnko Boy Clans must have been crazy, this year! "Precious baby, why do you think Boy he left a phant at my house that mews like a kit- Handlo With Care." Tiiou art so (rail a tiling, thou New Year's tokon Yclept "ye resolution T feel Yo book wlieroin I nDte tliec wliea unbroken Hhquhl bear ye title on ye bsck it is partly true. Many years havp redolent of good wishes and happy stir- -John Kentlrlcli Bangs, in Harper's Weekly. nine months of winter, and deep and long frost, their short days and long nights; they, too, wero to have a little brightness at Christmas time. iNEWSPA'FERr lEWSFAFERl ;