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_A Story Written Especially 1'3}. Mimi/c __ Children
NE bleak winter morning St. Nicholas
walked through the World and there
was endless pity in his heart. For all
around him he saw great distress. North Wind
and his bride, Snow, were roaring through the
land, this way, that way, and every way in wild
fury. The cold caused human beings and birds
, and beasts untold hardships. The trees suffered
even more. They groaned and moaned in their »
branches from the whipping the North Wind;
gave them, but he kept it up mercilessly.
There was one Tree, different from all
others, who seemed to suffer most; that was the -
Fir Tree. While all her sisters and brothers
stood bare and barren, she was green and
studded with long needles and these, whisking
and whipping in every direction, struck the
branches and the trunk so hard that thick, yel-
low tears oozed from all over. -.
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The good Saint walked upto the Fir Tree.
“Why do you weep so, poor” Tree?” he
asked. “And why have you leaves when all other
Trees are bare? And why are they sharp and
sticky and hard instead of soft and round and
lovely?” *
’ “Kind Saint,” the .Tree replied in her
thoughts, for speak. she couldnot. “Kind Saint
Nicholas! One day, North Wind, who bears us
Trees a great hatred, found the lovely 7 flowers
at our feet, and. he desired to destroy them be-
cause he saw that the sight of them brought us
joy. When it became known to my brothers
and sisters, they all shedetheir leaves toprotect
the lovely little flowers agamst North Wind's
anger. I was the only one who would not sacri-
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' fice my leaves for I was proud—every: proud of
them.” J 7 ‘ .
, “Then, one morning, Northr'Wind, came, to
do the evil deed,‘and he grew full-furious‘wlien ,
he saw what he a . Of Flowers no sign, only
leaves scattered r and wide. fNorth Wmd did
not know thatunder these the Flowers were
- hidden and on their way to the bosomof- an All- .
Loving-Mother-Earth. "All he-saw wasmybm-
ther and sister Trees without'leavao- everxone
. . . save me . .. And anger grew 9. thousand-
fold within North Wind’s heart.” -
“I'll do to the Tree with leaves what Irin-
tended to do to all the Trees and flowers,” he ‘
roared. And So he did. . . _ , _
For three days and threenight hegwhipped
me unmercifully all over, venting. on mefithe. , . bummjoymm
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(Editor of “One Act Plays £92- Young Folks,” etc.)
fury and anger he-felt against all the Trees in
the whole world. And- so hard was his whip-
plng‘, that my leaves, which were once round
and full and lovelyto behold, were pressed tight
together, until they turned hard and rough and
pomted. And I was cursed to remain so forever
for my hardheartedness. :Alas! I deeply repent
my cruelty and unlf-ylness, and day and night
I weep for having. been so, but none take pity
on me.” ‘ ' '
r. , The poorFir Treewept harder than ever,
while North Wind and his bride, Snow, roared
hoarsely through the sharp needles, until the
branches cracked. r ' ‘ ..
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- From the heart of the good Saint Nicholas,
pitywelled up as from springs of the world
- “Poor Tree,” spoke he, “you stand there
suffering and lonesome and all despise you. But
I feel great commiseration for you and love you
fas_I_lo'v'e everything there is. Therefore, since
you repent thegreat wrong you have committed
I willtake your sorrow from you and bring you
gladness instead. ’
Henceforth, it shall lie you who will come
amongstmank'md to make children happy on
; the day of the Holy Lord’s birth which is Christ-
mas day. :And you will be happy and forget
your son-ow at the sight of the joy you will
bringtoothe‘rs.” .
, _ The Fir Tree thanked-the good Saint Nich-
olas numberless times over, while he continued
~ walking through the world sowing seeds of. love
and content. ' " ' '
And even as St. Nicholas said, so it has been
since. The Fir. Tree comes every Christmas to
gladdenflhildren’shearts and the sight thereof
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