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From: pdc@acorn.net (pDaleCampbell)
Date: Wed, 09 Jul 1997 10:30:31 -0400
Subject: Re: Wassail
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On Tue, 08 Jul 1997 11:04:00 -0700, Karen Newcombe <kln@staralliance.com> wrote: > Interesting note about Christmas . . . the sentimental family celebration > we think of as so traditional is of fairly recent origin. In the late > 1800's Christmas was a rather wild time. In New York the streets would > fill with drunken "wassailers" who got out of hand and made it dangerous to > go out at night. > > There was a conscious attempt at the time by both city government and local > businesses to sweeten these drastic Christmas revels into a more > family-oriented -- and more consumerist -- holiday. This also coincided > with the growth of a more enlightened attitude towards children, who were > coming to be seen less as miniature workers and more as budding people. > > One direct result was our now favorite Christmas poem, The Night Before > Christmas, which was purely designed to promote a nicer holiday -- but with > some of the loveliest occasional poetry an American has come up with. The way I heard it, the author was a minister who regularly wrote poems for his children, with *no* intention of publishing them. This poem was one of those, and he was mortified when it became public. A useful object lesson for us all (esp. me). ----------------- pDale Campbell pdc@acorn.net About a 6.7 on the Clavin scale.