Christmas Beef

IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS.

In the good old days, in the spacious days, when the Christmas feast began,
There was good clean air between house and house, good faith between man and man;
To the lonely houses the men came home, and the doors were strong and stout
To shut the man and his friend-folk in, and to shut the foemen out.

*     *     *     *     *
Now the snow is trampled by million feet; the world is lighted and loud,
And Christmas comes to a hurried host of neighborless men in a crowd;
And round are the mince pies sold in the shops, and the holly and yew tree bough;
And the beef and the beer and the Christmas cheer are brought by the tradesfolk now.

The wind no more between the house and house blows free and freezing and sweet;
The houses are numbered all in a row and squeezed in a narrow street;
We know not the breed of our Christmas beef, nor the brew of our Christmas beer.
Yet we sit round our table and call our toast, though it come but once a year.

— E. Nesbit in December Pall Mall Magazine.

The Daily Northwestern (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) Dec 3, 1898

The Daily Review (Decatur, Illinois) Dec 24, 1892

The Daily Northwestern (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) Dec 23, 1925

Appleton Post Crescent (Appleton, Wisconsin) Dec 6, 1921

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