And then sister had friends like the lilies so fair,
Sweet girls with white hands and soft glances;
At a frolic of ours these girls must be there,
Dear Mildred and Gladys and Frances.
At Christmas, my darlings, leave nobody out,
'Tis the feast of the dear Elder Brother,
Who came to this world to bring freedom about,
And whose motto is "Love one another."
When the angels proclaimed Him in Judea's sky
They sang out His wonderful story,
And peace and good will did they bring from on high,
And the keystone of all laid with glory.
A frolic at Christmas must needs know not change
Of fortune, or richer or poorer;
If any one comes who is lonesome and strange,
Why, just make his welcome the surer.
We invited our friends and we dressed up the room
Till it looked like a wonderful bower,
With starry bright tapers, and flowers in bloom,
And a tree with white popcorn a-shower.
And presents and presents, for every one there,
In stockings, and bags full of candy,
And old Santa Claus (Uncle William) was fair,
And--I tell you, our tree was a dandy.
Then, when nine o'clock struck, and the frolic and fun
Had risen almost to their highest,
And pleasure was beaming, and every one
Was happy, from bravest to shyest.
Our dear Mother went to the organ and played
A carol so sweet and so tender;
We prayed while we sang, and we sang as we prayed,
To Jesus, our Prince and Defender.
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