HONG KONG DAILY PRESS, MONDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1932,
CHRISTMAS AS WE GROW
OLDER
An Essay-By (BABLES DICKENS
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We know of nothing in English Welcome, old aspirations glitter -literature which better describcaing-creatures of an ardent fancy,
the sentiments of most of us on Christmas Day than the follow to your shelter underneath the ing little-known gem by Charles holly! We know you, and have not Dickens.]
outlived you yet. Welcome, old TIME was, with most of us, when projects and old lives, however fleet Christmas Day encircling all ouring, to your nooks among the limited world like a magic ring, left steadier lights that burn around us. nothing out for us to miss or seek: Welcome, all that was ever real to bound together all our home enjoy our hearts; and for the barnestnest incuts, Affections, and hopes; group that made you real, thanks to ed everything and every one around Heaven: Do wo build no Christ the Christmas fire; and made the mas atles in the clouds nhw ↑ Let little picture shining in our bright our thoughts, thattering like butter young eyes complete,
flies among these flowers of child- ren, bear witness Before this boy, there stretches out & Future, brigh
Time came, perhaps, all so soon,
when our thoughts overleaped that narrow boundary when there was some one (very dear, we thought thon, very beautiful, and absolutely perfect) wanting to the fulness of our happiness; when we were want- ing too (or we thought so, which did just as well) at the Christmas hearth by which that some one sat: and when we inter-twined with every wreath and garland of our
life" that some one's name.
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That was the time for the bright visionary Christinases which have long arisen from us to show faintly, after summer rain, in the palest edges of the rainbow! That was the time for the beautified enjoy ment of the things that were to be, and never were, and yet the things that were so real in our resolute hope that it would be hard to say, now, what realities achieved since have been stronger!
WLA 'our·
ter than we ever looked on in our old romantic time but bright with honour and with truth. Around this little head on which the sunny curis lie heaped, and graces sport as prettily, as airily, as when there was no seythe within the reach of Time to shear away the curls of our first-love. Upon another. girl's face near it-placider but smiling right-a quiet and contented Kitle face, we see Home fairly written, Shining from the world as rays shiue from a star, we see how, when our graves are old, other hopes than our young, other hearts than ours are moved; how other ways are smoothed; how other happiness blooms, ripens, and decays-no, not decays, for other homes and other. hande of children, not yet in being nor for ages yet to be, arise, and bloom and ripen to the end of ali! WELCOME, everything! Welcome,
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#RRA WE had a friend who was our
friend from "early days, with whom we often pictured the changes that were to come upon our lives," and, morrily imagined how we would speak, and walk, and think, am talk, when we came to be old.. His destined habitation in the City, of the Dead received him in his prime Shall he be shut out from our Christmas remembrance! Would his love have so excluded us 7 Lost friend, lost child, lost parent, sister, brother, husband, wife, we will not so discard you! You shall hold your cherished places is our Christmas licarts, and by our Christmas fires;
and in the season of immortal hope, and on the birthday of immortal mercy, we will shut out Nothing! THE winter sun goes down over
town and villages; on the sea it Takes a rosy path, as if the Sacred tread were fresh upon the water. A few more moments, and it sinks, and night comes on, and lighta be- gin to sparkle in the prospect. On the hill-side beyond the shapelessly. diffused town, and in the quiet keeping of the trees that gird the village-steeple, remembrances are cut in stone,, planted in commmon flowers, growing in grass, entwined with lowly, brambles around many a mound of cinth. In town and villago there are doors and windows closed against the weather, aro. flaming logs heaped high, there are alike what has been, and what joyful faces, there are healthy never was, and what we hope may music of voices. Be all ungentle. be, to your shelter underneath the 'ness and harm excluded from the holly, to your places round, the temples of the Household Gods, Christmas fire, where what is sits but he those remembrances admit- open-hearted! In yonder shadow, ted with tender encouragement! do we see obtruding furtively upon They are of the time and all its the blaze, an enemy's facet By comforting and peaceful reassur Christmas Day we do forgive him!ances; and of the history that re- If the injury he has done us may mited even upon earth the living admit of auch, companionship, let and dead; and of the broad bene- him come here and take his place. ñicence and goodness that too many If otherwise, unhappily, let him go hence, assured that we will never
mch have tried to tear to narrow shreds. injure nor accuse binip
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"No-
"On Christmas Day, we will shat out from our fireside. Nothing."--
that Christmas WHAT! Did
never really come when we and the priceless pearl who were choice young received, offered the happiest of totally impossible marriages, by the two united families previously On this day shit out noth- at daggers-drawn on our account?"Pause," says a low-voice
ing!-- When brothers and sisters in law thing? Think! who had always been rather cool to ús before our relationship was effected, perfectly doted on us, and
"Not the shadow of the vast City when fathers and motheis over desp!" the voice replies, "Not where the withered leaves are lying whelmed us with unlimited incomicsthe shadow that darkens the whole Was that Christmas dinner never globe? Not the shadow of the City
of the Dead!" really caten, after which we aròsę,
Not even that Of all days in the and generously and eloquently ren-year, we will turn our faces towards dered honour to our lafe rival, pre- that City upon Christmas Day, and sent in the company, then and there from, its silent hosts bring those we exchanging friendship and forgite in the blessed name wherein we are loved among us. City of the Dead, ness, and founding an attachment, gathered together at this time, and not to be surpassed in Greek or in the Presence that is here among Roman story, which subsisted untilus according to the promise, we will receive, and not dismiss, thy death? Has that same rival long people who are dear to us: ceased to care for that same pries
icas pearl, and married for mens
Above all,
and became usurious t
do we really know, now, that we should probably have been, miser able if we had won the pearl, aud. that we are better without her f
That Christmas when we hade sently achieved so much-fame; when we had been carried in triumph Romewhere, for doing something great and good; when we had won
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Yes. We can look upon these. solemnly, so beautiful among the children angels that alight, living children by the fire, and can bear to think how they departed from us. Entertaining, angels un aware, as the Patriarche did, the playful children are unconscious of their guests; but we can see them- can see a radiant arm around one favourite neck, as if there were a tempting of that child away. Among the celestial figures there is one,
an honoured and ennobled name, poor mis-shapen boy on earth, and arrived and were received at of a glorious beauty now, of whom home in a shower of tears of joy; his dring mother said it grieved. is it possible that that Christmas her much to leave him here, alone, has not come yet?
for so many years as it was likely would-elapse before he came to her being such a little child. But he went quickly, and was laid upon ber breast, and in, her hand she leads him.
AND is our life here, at the best, so constituted that, pausing na we advance at such a noticeable milestone in the tracy as this great birthday we look back on the things that never were, as naturally and full as gravely as on the things that have been and are gone, or have been and still are! If it be so, and so it seems to be, must we come to the conclusion that life is little better than a dream, and little worth the loves, and strivings that we crowd into it
THERE was a gallant boy, who fell,
far away, 'upoh ́n burning 'sand beneath a burning sun, and said,
Tell them at home, with my last love, how much I could have wished to kiss them once, but that. I died contented and had done my duty!" Or there was another over whom they read the words, Therefore we commit, his body to the deep," No! Far be such miscalled philo- and so consigned him to the lonely sophy from us, dear readers, on ocenu, and sailed on, Or there was Christmas Day Nearer and closer another, who lay down to his rest to our hearts be tha Christmas - in the dark shadow of great forests, spirit, which is the spirit of active and, on earth, awoke no more.. ́O utefulness, perseverance, cheerful shall they not, from sand, and sea discharge of duty, kindness and for and forest, be brought home at such bearance. It is in the last virtues a timel
especially, that we are or should. There was a dear girl-almost 4. be, strengthened by the earlier woman-never to be one who made vision of our youth; for who shall mourning Christmas in a house say that they are not our teachers of joy and went her trackless WAY to deal gently even with the impal to the silent City. Do we recollect pable nothings of the earth!
her, worn out, faintly whispering THEREFORE, as we grow older, what could not be heard, and falling
let us be more thankful into that last sleep, for weariness
O look upon her now! ...0 look upon *Christmasm associations, and more thankial that the order her beauty, her serenity her change. of the lessons that they bring or less youth, her happiness! The daugh pands! Let me welcome every oneter of Jairus was recalled to life of them, and summon them to take to me; but she, mor
heard their places by the Christmas
Arise for eve hearth.
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