Book Description
Excerpt from The Messenger, Vol. 14: December, 1916 It was on a cold and snowy day in Virginia during the time of the Civil War that a little cabin stood on the outskirts of a small town. In this cabin lived an old, old woman and her little grandson. The little child's father was fighting for the Confederacy and his mother and little son, whose mother had died in former days, had taken refuge here. Here they often prayed that the life of their son and father would be spared from the wielding sword of the huge monster called war. They sat by the huge open fire place, the old gray-haired woman and the little red-haired boy, with a spark of mischief in his brown eyes. The wind howled around the cabin and the snow fell. Every thing was covered with a white blanket and it was Still snowing. They were talking of the coming Christmas. It was only one week off and the little boy's mam questions were, Granny, how many days is it until Santy will come? No, how many hours? Will it be long? Granny, do you think he'll remember us? And the answer was, I don't know, dearie perhaps he will. Listen to the wind. And oh! Dicky, look, it's snowing. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
