. The black aunt. Stories and legends for children . ne in the darkness. Her mother in Heaven came tosee her with a soft, clear light and comforted her andtold her about Heaven and the Angels. Then the child 38 grew more and more full of longing for the heavenly de-lights and begged her mother at every visit to take herwith her, but the mother always said it was not time yetand she must wait. And as the child grew paler andmore silent and often looked out of the window towardsHeaven with folded hands, the bad woman was moreunkind and hard to her and fastened her up oftener inthe dark chamber.
. The black aunt. Stories and legends for children . ne in the darkness. Her mother in Heaven came tosee her with a soft, clear light and comforted her andtold her about Heaven and the Angels. Then the child 38 grew more and more full of longing for the heavenly de-lights and begged her mother at every visit to take herwith her, but the mother always said it was not time yetand she must wait. And as the child grew paler andmore silent and often looked out of the window towardsHeaven with folded hands, the bad woman was moreunkind and hard to her and fastened her up oftener inthe dark chamber. Once when she had shut her upthere and went to bring her out again from the darknessthe child looked much paler than usual, and when shecalled her, did not stir. Then she saw that she wasdead. The mother in Heaven had been with her androcked her to sleep and promised her that she shouldwake up in Heaven. And there the child has a robe oflight like the angel-children with whom she plays in thegardens of God, and they teach her to sing CHRISTMAS EVE. pSvening had come over the earth,(the sacred eve of Christmas, anda poor woman was sitting withher two children in a little room of a small house inthe suburbs. The father of the children had died afterhaving been ill for a long time during which he hadearned nothing so that he had left his family in extremepoverty. The mother too was unable to earn anythingfor she had to stay with the youngest child and nurseit and take care of it because it was ill all the the poor mother was sitting crying to herself forshe had no wood to warm the room and on that daywhen all others were rejoicing and parents every where 40 were lighting up Christmas trees*) for their children shehad to sit in the darkness because the last drop of oilin the lamp was burned up. When the elder boy heardhis mother sobbing he threw his arms around her neckand said: «Oh mother if we only had a light! If I couldonly see you! I believe I should
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