Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Dec 1916)

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• in THE SHADOW-CHILD’S DOLL By GEORGE WILDEY Christmas eve! and the snow, drifting silently down, Glistened diamond-like in the lights of the town ; The great clock in the tower had thundered midnight, Keeping watch upon old Father Time in his flight. All the stores had been closed and the shoppers had fled ; Every child in the city was dreaming in bed, Save one dear little shadow-girl, charming and sweet, In a picture theater down on the main street. They had tucked her away in her reel for the night, And the place was quite dark, for they’d switched off the light; And, oh ! would you believe it, not ever a soul Of the many who loved the dear child in her role Had once thought of the stocking which always before Santa Claus had discovered and left brimming o’er With his Christmas surprises of dollies and toys, Which he loves to present to his girlies and boys. So the dear little shadow-child’s heart was sore wrung And o’erflowed with a tear for the stocking unhung ; But her sweet, childish faith was unshaken and strong In her kind Christmas saint she had worshiped sq long, And she called to him softly in reverent prayer, Never doubting her message would reach him somewhere — And she asked that he please come and bring her a doll, Be it ever so humble, or hairless, or small ; She would be quite content with just nothing but this — And her Amen was wafted abroad with a kiss. Santa Claus must have heard her, for sure as you’re born, When the dear little shadow-child woke the next morn And peeped forth from her reel, the first thing to be seen Was a great, lovely dollie hung up on the screen ! llhi ii mi i , ,/ .until \P Vt Y? (Four)