American fiction -- 19th century; Christmas stories, American
... “whose little feet,
Pacing life’s dark journey through,
Have safely reached the heavenly seat
They had ever kept in view.”
And I know Berkie is there with them, and I cannot wish him back, though
his going from us made a sad vacancy in our little school, and left his
parents’ hearts so desolate.
Children cannot be sorry long, neither is it right they should; and so
the members of Berkie’s class, although they did not forget him, soon
began to wear their cheerful faces again, and look forward to the
Christmas festival, when the church was hung with garlands of green, and
in the chancel was set up the young pine-tree, which, away in the marsh
by the lake, had been growing year by year, and gathering strength in
its young limbs to bear the many gifts hung upon it by parents, and
teachers, and friends, when, on Christmas eve, they came together to
keep the birthnight of the child born in Bethlehem’s manger more than
eighteen hundred years ago. Children are always happy on such occasions,
and it seems to me that the children of St. Luke’s, in Carrollton, are
particularly so, judging from the eager joy which lights up their faces,
and beams in their eyes when they hear their own names called, and go up
the aisle to receive the expected gift. I wonder every church in the
land does not have the Christmas trees, and thus give to the children
pleasant remembrances of that day, without which we had indeed been
shrouded in the deepest gloom! True, we do not know the exact date of
Christ’s birth, but we know near enough, and children should be early
taught that Christmas has a far deeper meaning than merely a day for
festivity and mirth.
As far as possible the little ones of St. Luke’s were taught to
understand why the day was kept; and that rosy, round-cheeked Fred did
understand was proved by his saying to his mother, “I know what the
Christmas-tree means. It is Jesus’ birthday party.”
Freddie had caught the spirit of the thing, if not its exact meaning;
and as often as Christmas comes round he will remember the child Jesus,
whose birth the church then commemorates.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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