The old Christmas hearth

Reflections from files of the Grand Encampment Herald


Reprint of this story from the December 25, 1903 issue of The Grand Encampment Herald brought to you courtesy of Grandma’s Cabin, Encampment, Wyoming. Preserving History - Serving the Community.




I LEAN back in my arm-chair as the snow-flakes soft and white

Clothe the hilltops and the valleys in habiliments of white.

While the cutting winds of winter send their music far and wide,

Disputing with the mellow bells the joys of Christmas tide;

I seem to catch the echoes of the songs they sing on high,

Beyond the mystic beauty of December’s vaulted sky,

And again...

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