Old Christmas . andGracious Assemblage of Countenances(In colors) ....... 22 The Sagest Knot is generally at the Black-smiths 24 Now Capons and Hens must All Die . 26 John Arranged that they should Ride byTurns 28 The Mistletoe, Hung up to the ImminentPeril of All the Pretty Housemaids . 31 A Troop of Dogs of All Sorts and Sizes CameBounding, Open-Mouthed, across the Lawn 38 The Dance, like Most Dances after Supper,was a Merry One 50 Master Simon evidently Piqued himself onhis Dancing 57 We Found the Parson Rebuking the Grey-headed Sexton 70 The Villagers Doffed their Hats to theSquire as he P
Old Christmas . andGracious Assemblage of Countenances(In colors) ....... 22 The Sagest Knot is generally at the Black-smiths 24 Now Capons and Hens must All Die . 26 John Arranged that they should Ride byTurns 28 The Mistletoe, Hung up to the ImminentPeril of All the Pretty Housemaids . 31 A Troop of Dogs of All Sorts and Sizes CameBounding, Open-Mouthed, across the Lawn 38 The Dance, like Most Dances after Supper,was a Merry One 50 Master Simon evidently Piqued himself onhis Dancing 57 We Found the Parson Rebuking the Grey-headed Sexton 70 The Villagers Doffed their Hats to theSquire as he Passed 76 The Orchestra 85 Illustrations vii PACE Blindmans Buff. Master Simon was Blindedin the Midst of the Hall . . .104 He was Dealing forth Strange Accounts ofthe Popular Superstitions and Legends ofthe Surrounding Country . . ? .106 Rode through Closed Gates and even StoneWalls 108 The Door suddenly Flew open, and a TrainCame Trooping into the Room . .110 :< Good Night .... At the end CHRISTMAS. A choir of small voices chanted forth anold Christmas carol CHRISTMAS But is old, old Christmas gone? Nothing but the hair of his good,grey, old head and beard left? Well, I will have that, seeing I cannothave more of him.—Hue and Cry after Christmas. A man might then behold At Christmas, in each hallGood fires to curb the cold, And meat for great and neighbours were friendly bidden, And all had welcome true,The poor from the gates were not chidden When this old cap was new. Old Song. NOTHING in England exercises a moredelightful spell over my imagina-tion than the lingerings of the holi-day customs and rural games of former recall the pictures my fancy used to drawin the May morning of life, when as yet I onlyknew the world through books, and believed it tobe all that poets had painted it; and they bringwith them the flavour of those honest days of 4 Cbrtetmas yore, in which, perhaps, with equal fallacy, Iam apt to think the world was more homebred,social
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