The Last Strain Of The Grand Old Christmas Hymn Had Just Been Warbled
Forth From The Throats And Hearts Of A Number Of Happy Folks, Who Were
Seated around The Blazing log One Christmas Eve; And On The Face Of Each
One Of That Family Circle The Cheering light Revealed the Look Of
Happiness; The Young--Happy In the Present, And Indulging in hopeful
Anticipations For The Future; The Old,--Equally Happy As The Young, And
Revelling in many A Darling memory Of The Past.