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Digital Library @ Villanova University
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| Series: |
The People's Home Journal (Lupton)
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v. 11 no. 1
— chapters I-V; conclusion, pages 1-3 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Sketch |
| Part of: |
The People's Home Journal, V. XI, no. 1, January 1896 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Braeme, Charlotte M.
(pseudonym used by Brame, Charlotte M., 1836-1884)
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| Date: |
January, 1896 |
| First Sentence: |
Once again! The face of the bright heavens still presents its varied aspects; the tide still ebbs and flows; the swift rush of the wind comes down the hill, bending the tall trees with its force; the snow falls white and soft as ever; the moon with her attendant stars is queen of serene skies; nothing appertaining to nature, it may be said, has changed since the Christmas bells rang out last year, and the waits sang of the herald angels. |
| Last Sentence: |
The "waits" had never sung so sweetly, the bells had never chimed so merrily; and from one to another went the sweet old salutation which we, dear reader, give to you-"A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year." |
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