The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 80, June, 1864

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Various. The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 80, June, 1864

A TALK ABOUT GUIDES

THE KALIF OF BALDACCA

LIFE ON THE SEA ISLANDS

PART II

A FAST-DAY AT FOXDEN

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II

III

PROSPICE

WASHINGTON IRVING

THE RIM

PART II

THE NEVA

ROBSON

THE PARALLEL ROADS OF GLEN ROY, IN SCOTLAND

UNDER THE CLIFF

SEVEN WEEKS IN THE GREAT YO-SEMITE

THE STORY OF VANCE

HOUSE AND HOME PAPERS

VI

SHAKSPEARE

HOW TO USE VICTORY

REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES

RECENT AMERICAN PUBLICATIONS

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A few days before Christmas, we were delighted at receiving a beautiful Christmas Hymn from Whittier, written by request, especially for our children. They learned it very easily, and enjoyed singing it. We showed them the writer's picture, and told them he was a very good friend of theirs, who felt the deepest interest in them, and had written this hymn expressly for them to sing,—which made them very proud and happy. Early Christmas morning, we were wakened by the people knocking at the doors and windows, and shouting, "Merry Christmas!" After distributing some little presents among them, we went to the church, which had been decorated with holly, pine, cassena, mistletoe, and the hanging moss, and had a very Christmas-like look. The children of our school assembled there, and we gave them the nice, comfortable clothing, and the picture-books, which had been kindly sent by some Philadelphia ladies. There were at least a hundred and fifty children present. It was very pleasant to see their happy, expectant little faces. To them, it was a wonderful Christmas-Day,—such as they had never dreamed of before. There was cheerful sunshine without, lighting up the beautiful moss-drapery of the oaks, and looking in joyously through the open windows; and there were bright faces and glad hearts within. The long, dark night of the Past, with all its sorrows and its fears, was forgotten; and for the Future,—the eyes of these freed children see no clouds in it. It is full of sunlight, they think, and they trust in it, perfectly.

After the distribution of the gifts, the children were addressed by some of the gentlemen present. They then sang Whittier's Hymn, the "John Brown" song, and several of their own hymns, among them a very singular one, commencing,—

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Maurice's especial favorite is one of the grandest hymns that we have yet heard:—

The chorus has a glad, triumphal sound, and in singing it the voice of old Maurice rings out in wonderfully clear, trumpet-like tones. His blindness was caused by a blow on the head from a loaded whip. He was struck by his master in a fit of anger. "I feel great distress when I become blind," said Maurice; "but den I went to seek de Lord; and eber since I know I see in de next world, I always hab great satisfaction." We are told that the master was not a "hard man" except when in a passion, and then he seems to have been very cruel.

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