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Is There A Santa Claus?
I (From the New York Sun September 21, 1897)
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We take pleasure in answering at once and thus prominently the communication below, expressing at
the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of the Sun:
Dear Editor:
i I am eight years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
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I Papa says 4 if you see it in the Sun it s soPlease tell me the , is there a Santa
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Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have Santa Claus, but even if they did not see him coming / I'gW m
been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus,
%' do not believe except they see. They think that nothing hut that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. m
> can be which is not comprehensive in their little minds. The real things in the world those that
> All minds, Virginia, whether they he children most are *
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little. In this universe of man is a mere in¬ nor men can see. you ever see
are great ours fairies dancing the lawn? Of not, but that’s • i
sect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the bound¬ on course
less world about him, as measured by the intelligence capa¬ no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or
ble of grasping the whole truth and knowledge. imagine all the wonders that are unseen and unseeable in
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as the world.
certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes
you know that they abound and give to your lifp its high¬ the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen
est beauty and joy. world which not the strongest man nor even the united
if be the world if there strength of all the strongest men.that lived could tear
Alas, how dreary would were ever
no Santa Claus! It would he as dreary as if there were no apart.
Virginias. There would be no childlike’ faith then, no Only faith, fancy poetry, love and romance can
tolerable this existence. ,
poetry, no romance, to make push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal
We should have no enjoyment except in sense and beauty and glory beyond. Is il all real? Ah, Virginia, in
light. The eternal light with which childhood fills the all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
world would be extinguished. No Santa Claus? Thank God he lives, and he lives
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not forever. A thousand years from now. Virginia, nay, ten
believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to 1
to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch make glad the heart of childhood.
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