Santa Claus of the Film

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Here is a cute little poem from the January 1912 edition of Motion Picture Story Magazine.

Santa Claus of the Film
By Minna Irving

When I was just a little chap,
(I’m eight years old today),
I used to watch for Santa Claus
And listen for his sleigh;
But brother Ed, who goes to Yale,
He said ’twas make-believe,
And it was only daddy brought
The toys on Christmas Eve.

No more, when all the house was still,
I lay awake to see
Old Santa down the chimney come,
To trim the Christmas tree.
And after that the games and things,
They were not half so nice
As when I fancied I could hear
His runners on the ice.

Then mother took me to a place
Where it was dark as night,
Except a stage, where on a screen
Appeared a dazzling light.
And there, behold! to my surprise,
Was Santa Claus, his pack
All full of trumpets, drums and dolls,
And candy, on his back.

His beard was white and very long,
His face was round and red,
He wore a funny pointed cap
Of fur upon his head.
And so there is a Santa Claus,
With reindeers, too, I know,
Because I saw him, big as life,
Right in the Picture-show.

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