It was Christmas Eve on Lonesome. But nobody on Lonesome knew that it was Christmas Eve, although a child of the outer world could have guessed it, even out in those wilds where Lonesome slipped from one lone log cabin high up the steeps, down through a stretch of jungled darkness to another lone cabin [...]
0 commentsHail the blest morn See the Great Mediator Down from the regions of Glory descend!Shepherds, go worship the Babe in the manger,Lo, for the a guard the bright angels attend. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aidStar of the East, the horizon adorning,Guide where our [...]
2 commentsThe only asylumWas the poorhouse, and those who could afford,Rather than send their folks to such a place,Kept them at home; and it does seem more human.But it’s not so: the place is the asylum.There they have every means proper to do with,And you aren’t darkening other people’s lives…. Robert Frost (1874–1963), “A Servant to [...]
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