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Christmas Stories: What Christmas Is As We Grow Older
By Charles Dickens Time was, with most of us, when Christmas Day, encircling all our limited world like a magic ring, left nothing out for us to miss or seek; bound together all our home enjoyments, affections, and hopes; grouped everything and every one around the Christmas fire; and made the li…
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Christmas Stories: The Story of Santa Claus
A Christmas Story Once upon a time a man called Nicholas lived in Patara, a town in the East. Because he was very fond of children and was kind and generous to them, they came to think of him as their dear friend and their beloved saint. So it was that after a time the wonderful things he did wer…
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Christmas Stories: The Holy Night
By Selma Lagerlof There was a man who went out in the dark night to borrow live coals to kindle a fire. He went from hut to hut and knocked. “Dear friends, help me!” said he. “My wife has just given birth to a child, and I must make a fire to warm her and the little one.” But it was way in the n…
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Christmas Stories: The Christmas Truce
By Henry Williamson The First Battle of Ypres was over. The deluge in the second week of November 1914 decided that. Our battalion of the London Regiment (Territorials) was out at rest, leaving a memory of dead soldiers in feld grau (field grey) and khaki lying in still attitudes between the Ger…
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Christmas Stories: The Christmas Tree
Samuel T. Coleridge - Ratzeburg, Germany 1799 More Christmas Stories There is a Christmas custom here which pleased and interested me. The children make little presents to their parents, and to each other; and the parents to the children. For three or four months before Christmas the girls are…
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Christmas Stories: The Christmas Stocking
A Christmas Story The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there. There was a kindly nobleman whose wife had died of an illness leaving the nobleman and his three daughters in despair. After losing all his money in useless and bad inventions th…
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Christmas Stories: The Silent Night
A Christmas Story OBERNDORF, Austria — Each year, on December 24, a special passenger train pulled by a bright red electric locomotive heads out of the train station in Salzburg for a half hour trip to the village of Oberndorf. A multitude of languages can be heard as passengers from all over t…
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Christmas Stories: Olive, the Orphan Reindeer
CHAPTER 1 Wolves The storm in the Barrens raged around the little reindeer with a nose like an olive. “Mommy! Daddy!” She’d lost her mother and father and brothers and sisters. The night wind shrieked. The snowflakes stung her eyes. “Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?” But no one could hear. And now -…
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Christmas Stories: How the Trees Kept Christmas
A Christmas Story One Christmas Eve the trees in a wood were very unhappy. They wished very much to keep Christmas, but they did not know how to do so. “We look so brown,” said one. “And so bare,” said another. “If we only had our pretty green summer dresses,” said a third, “then we should…
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Christmas Stories: For the Children at Christmas
by Peter Marshall “Lord Jesus, who didst take little children into Thine arms and laugh and play with them, bless, we pray Thee, all children at this Christmastide. As with shining eyes and glad hearts they nod their heads so wisely at the stories of the angels, and a baby cradled in the hay at …
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Christmas Stories: The Christmas Story
For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government shall be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase of his government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne and over his …
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Christmas Stories: Christmas Prayer by Robert Louis Stevenson
Christmas Stories: Christmas Prayer by Robert Louis Stevenson “Loving Father, Help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in the song of angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of the wise men. Close the door of hate and open the door of love all over the world. Let kin…
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Christmas Stories: Christmas Prayer by Peter Marshall
We yearn, our Father, for the simple beauty of Christmas — for all the old famliar melodies and words that remind us of that great miracle when He who had made all things was one night to come as a babe, to lie in the crook of a woman’s arm. Before such mystery we kneel, as we follow the shepher…
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Christmas Stories: Paris, Christmas, 1876
a story by Henry James I have never seen Paris so charming as on this last Christmas Day. The weather put in a claim to a share in the fun, the sky was radiant and the air as soft and pure as a southern spring. It was a day to spend in the streets and all the world did so. I passed it strolling h…
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Christmas Stories: The Elf Who Ate Too Much
There was once an elf named Frez that would get so nervous at Christmas time he would eat two lunches at the elf cafeteria. He was trying to be just too perfect in making his toys and never thought they were good enough for the children. The dolls’ eyes never seemed to sparkle enough, thought Fre…
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Christmas Stories: The Gift of the Magi
by O. Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. …
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Christmas Stories: A Visit From St. Nicholas
By: Clement C. Moore ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions o…
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Christmas Stories: Santa’s Secret Wish
On Christmas Eve, a young boy with light in his eyes, Looked deep into Santa’s, to Santa’s surprise, And said as he nestled on Santa’s broad knee, “I want your secret, tell it to me.” He leaned up & whispered in Santa’s good ear, “How do you do it, year after year?” “I want to know how, as …
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Thanksgiving Stories: Pilgrim Daughter
by Dr. Ralph F. Wilson We searched for the ghost of fifteen-year-old Constance Hopkins in the bowels of the reconstructed ship “Mayflower II,” rolling gently aside a pier in Plymouth harbor. Where volunteers dressed in period costume answered tourists’ questions, Constance had once huddled, mise…
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Thanksgiving Stories: Indian Aid and a Blessed Thanksgiving
by Dr. Ralph F. Wilson If it weren’t for Indian deaths, the Pilgrims would have been hard-pressed to settle in Plymouth that cold winter of 1620. In a brief skirmish, the Pilgrim’s muskets had slain no natives, nor had any arrows struck Englishmen. Disease had been the killer. The Pilgrims disco…
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