Friday, August 25, 2017

Christmas Children

Christmas Children.
By M. Nora Boylan

(An acrostic for the primary grade. Each child wears a large gilt star around his neck. As he begins to speak, he turns it over, showing his letter on the reverse side.)

All: Happy children here we stand.
Bringing words of love ;
For on this glad Christmas day
Christ came from above.

First child: C is for the Christ Who came
To this lowly earth. 

Second child: H is for the harps that rang
At our Savior's birth.

Third child: R is for the ringing bells,
Telling Christmas-tide.

Fourth child: I is for the crystal ice
Where we go to slide.

Fifth child: S is for the schoolboy's sled
When he coasting goes.

Sixth child: T is for poor Tommy Jones-
Jack Frost bit his nose. 

Seventh child: M is for the merry part
Of this Christmas day,

Eighth child: A is for the apple pies
Grandma put away.

Ninth child: S is for old Santa Clans,
Coming here to-night.
Hope he'll wait till nearly morn,
So it will be light.

All: Yes, we're happy children nine,
And to each we're .true,
Three cheers for jolly Santa Claus,
A happy day to you.

Christmas Stockings

Christmas Stockings.
By A. S. Webber.

      (Six small girls and boys are needed for speaking, and any even number of larger girls for singing. A boy leads each division of the march, immediately followed by those who speak.
      An equal number enter from opposite sides as far back as possible, pass in front to sides, back half-way, form two lines across front, having the six who speak in front (alternating boy and girl), and the larger pupils back of them sing as they enter and until they are placed the chorus of " Birdies' Ball," beginning " Tra la la la la." When in position all sing the following two verses, air, " Birdies' Ball." When chorus is reached, let them keep time by resting weight on right foot on first count, and at same time swinging left foot over right, touch toe to floor, dipping body slightly on third count, foot back in place on first count of next measure. Rest weight on left foot and swing right foot over left, touching right toe on third count, foot back in place on first count of next measure, etc.)

Santa Claus on Christmas eve,
Means to give a gift to all,
Each a stocking we will hang,
Stockings big and stockings small.

Chorus. -- Tra la la la, etc.
Santa Claus on Christmas eve
Comes with reindeer swift as air,
Early all must be in bed,
Leaving only stockings there.

Chorus. -- Tra la la la, etc.
(A girl comes one step forward, bows, and speaks.)
I mean to hang on Christmas eve
A stocking of this size (measures),
Because I want a doll so big,
That sleeps and shuts its eyes.
To crowd it in a stocking small
Would surely not be wise.
(Pupil steps back in place and all sing the chorus, keeping time as before.)

2d Pupil. --  My stocking is the one I'll hang,
I know 'twill hold quite well,
About a hundred marbles more
Than's owned by Tommy Bell.
Of course I want some candy, too,
But the marbles are what tell. 
(Steps back, and chorus is repeated as before.)

3d Pupil. --I mean to beg a stocking small
Of little sister Clare,
Because I want some things so small
They'll scarce be found e'en there.
I want a ring that has a stone,
And a pretty pin to wear.
(Chorus repeated as before.)

4th Pupil. -- I've measured all the stockings round,
And think I'll hang up two,
Because I want a pair of skates, --
One stocking will not do.
Of course I want some sweets and things
To last the whole week through.
Chorus, etc.

5th Pupil. -- My mamma's stocking I will hang,
'Twill so much better hold
A tea-set for my dolly dear,
All painted round with gold;
And dishes can't be squeezed, you know,
That's what I've oft been told.
Chorus, etc.

6th Pupil. -- And I don't know just what to do,
Because I want, you see,
A hobby-horse that is so high, --
Now tell me, can it be,
Are stockings ever made so big
That one can hold all of me?
Chorus, etc.

All sing. --All we children love to hang
Stockings o'er the fireplace,
Wondering how our gifts can come
Nice and clean from such a place.

Chorus. -- Tra la la la, etc.
Santa Claus is loved by all
Folks who are as big as we,
And for long before he comes
We can only sing for glee.

Chorus. -- Tra la la la, etc

(When the chorus is partly sung, the leaders of the march lead to opposite sides, others fall in line forward, pass in front to rear along sides, pass at rear end to seats. Continue to repeat the chorus till all are seated.)

The Snow Brigade

The Snow Brigade.
By Marian Loder.

(A winter drill for a dozen boys -- in overcoats, earcaps, bright-colored
mufflers, mittens, etc. Each carries a big snow-shovel. The stage
should be spread with sheets and loose cotton to represent snow. Boys
come marching in single file, shovels over shoulder, singing to the tune,
"See the Farmer in the Field.")

I.
We are the jolly Snow Brigade,
With our trusty shovels we make a raid,
And lustily we'll give you aid
On a frosty winter's morning.

Chorus. -- He ! he ! ha ! ha ! ha !
He ! he ! ha! ha! ha!
He ! he ! ha ! ha ! ha !
Ho ! ho ! ho !

II.
(Beginning to shovel cotton. )
We'll shovel your walk for fifteen cents,
We'll pile the snow against the fence,
We'll show you we are boys of sense
On a frosty winter's morning. -- Cho.

III.
(Rubbing noses.)
Jiminy crack ! our noses are cold !
Oh ! Jack Frost is bad and bold !
(Working harder than ever.)
But little care we for the winter cold,
On a clear and frosty morning. — Cho,

IV.
(Pointing to work.)
Look at that ; now what do you say?
(Holding out hands to audience.)

Now, if you please, we'll take our pay.
Our work is done, it's time for play,
On a frosty winter's morning. -- Cho.

(Begin snowballing with the cotton, throwing balls into
audience and at each other.)

A Christmas-bell Drill

A Christmas-bell Drill.
By Ella M. Powers.

(This drill may be given by eight little girls provided with wands. At
the top of each wand are tacked three streamers of red, white, and blue
ribbon or cambric. At the end of each streamer a little tinkling bell is
sewed. The children sing, and wave wands in time to the music. The
words may be sung to the tune of " Lightly Row.")

Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Happy bells of Christmas time ;
Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Christ the Lord is born.

Christ is born, our Savior dear,
Joyous words we love to hear ;
Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Christ the Lord is born.

(Between first and second verses, all march singing same tune to " Tra
la la.'' -- " Tra la la," wands waving, up, down, right, left, up, down, right ;
left, throughout. Resume places and sing second verse.)

Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Happy bells of Christmas time ;
Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Glory be to God.

Let us carol sweetly then,
Peace on earth, good will to men ;
Sweetly chime, sweetly chime,
Christ the Lord is born.

(All march out, singing, and waving wands.)

Old Santa Claus

Old Santa Claus.
By M. Nora Boylan.
(To be sung to the tune of "Yankee Doodle." The verses may be
given by a single voice, with the chorus by the school, or selected voices
on the platform.)

Old Santa Claus is a jolly man
Who brings us lots of toys, sir ;
And none are happier Christmas time
Than little girls and boys, sir.

Have you not seen our Santa Claus,
With hair so snowy white, sir ?
Just hang your stocking Christmas eve --
He'll come that very night, sir.

And if you watch, perhaps you'll see
This friend in furs hid deep, sir.
But I have never seen him once --
I'm always fast asleep, sir.

Chorus -- Santa Claus is jolly, sir ;
Santa Claus is kind, sir ;
Santa Claus on Christmas eve
Comes riding on the wind, sir.

Santa Claus is Coming

Santa Claus is Coming.
By Maud L. Betts.
(To be sung to the tune of " Marching- thro' Georgia.")

Santa Claus is coming -- we shall welcome him with glee;
He'll hang a gift for every one upon the Christmas-tree ;
He'll not forget a single child. How happy we shall be;
For Santa Claus is coming.

Chorus --
Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Christmas time is near ;
Hurrah ! hurrah ! the time to all so dear ;
We all shall hang our stockings up when Christmas eve is
here,

For Santa Claus is coming.

But we must remember all that we must do our part ;
Christmas is the time of times, to give with all our heart.
We must always share our joys with those who have no
part,

When Santa Claus is coming.

Time for Santa Claus

Time for Santa Claus.
By M. Nora Boylan.

(To be sung to the tune of " Ta-ra-ra, boom-de-ay.")

Now's the time for Santa Claus;
Christmas comes with loud huzzas.
Hark ! the bells ! Oh, hear them ring!
Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling.

Cho. -- Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling,
Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling.

See his prancing reindeer brave,
Hear him tell them to behave --
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen,
Comet, Cupid, Donder, Blitzen. -- Chorus.

Yes, hurrah for Santa Claus )
Blow the trumpets, shout huzzas !
We'll be happy while we sing --
Ting-a-ling-ling ting-a-ling. -- Chorus.