When the Yule Log Burns: A Christmas Story

By Leona Dalrymple

Leona Dalrymple (Mrs. C. Acton Wilson) (1884-? ) was an American author. In 1914, she won a prize of $10,000 for her novel, Diane of the Green Van (1914). Among her other stories are The Colonel's Maid (1910), Traumerei (1912), Uncle Noah's Christmas Inspiration (1913), The Lovable Meddler (1915), Jimsy; The Christmas Kid (1915), When the Yule-Log Burns: A Christmas Story (1916), Kenny (1917), Paul stories (1920) and Fool's Hill (1922). She also wrote short stories for magazines and moving picture scenarios.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Start Classics
• Release date: Jun 13, 2014
• ISBN: 9781633553163

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When the Yule Log Burns A Christmas Story

By Leona Dalrymple

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Copyright © 2012 by Start Publishing LLC

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Contents

PART I

IN WHICH WE LIGHT A YULE-LOG

I Kindlings

II Wishing Sparks

III By the Fire

IV Embers

PART II

IN WHICH WE LIGHT THE NEW LOG WITH THE EMBERS OF THE OLD

I The Fire Again

II It Blazes Higher

III The Log at Dawn

IV The Log at Twilight

Part One

In Which We Light a Yule Log

I

Kindlings

Polly, the Doctor's old white mare, plodded slowly along the snowy country road by the picket fence, and turned in at the snow-capped posts. Ahead, roofed with the ragged ermine of a newly-fallen snow, the Doctor's old-fashioned house loomed gray-white through the snow-fringed branches of the trees, a quaint iron lantern, which was picturesque by day and luminous and cheerful by night, hanging within the square, white-pillared portico at the side. That the many-paned, old-fashioned window on the right framed the snow-white head of Aunt Ellen Leslie, the Doctor's wife, the old Doctor himself was comfortably aware--for his kindly eyes missed nothing.

He could have told you with a reflective stroke of his grizzled beard that the snow had stopped but an hour since, and that now through the white and heavy lacery of branches to the west glowed the flame-gold of a winter sunset, glinting ruddily over the box-bordered brick walk, the orchard and the comfortable barn which snugly housed his huddled cattle; that the grasslands to the south were thickly blanketed in white; that beyond in the evergreen forest the stately pines and cedars were marvelously draped and coiffed in snow. For the old Doctor loved these things of Nature as he loved the peace and quiet of his home.

So, as he turned in at the driveway and briskly resigned the care of Polly to old Asher, his seamed and wrinkled helper, the Doctor's eyes were roving now to a corner, snug beneath a tattered rug of snow, where by summer Aunt Ellen's petunias and phlox and larkspur grew--and now to the rose-bushes ridged in down, and at last to his favorite winter nook, a thicket of black alders freighted with a wealth of berries. How crimson they were amid the white quiet of the garden! And the brightly colored fruit of the barberry flamed forth from a snowy bush like the cheerful elf-lamps of a wood-gnome.

There was equal cheer and color in the old-fashioned sitting-room to which the Doctor presently made his way, for a wood fire roared with a winter gleam and crackle in the fireplace and Aunt Ellen Leslie rocked slowly back and forth by the window with a letter in her hand.

Another letter! exclaimed the

Reviews for When the Yule Log Burns

[philsyphe · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

This is two short stories within one short story, each set over Christmas Eve & Christmas Day.On the minus side, I found it somewhat sickly-sweet, almost like a script for a melodramatic old movie.On the plus side, I like the author's positive energy, reminding us in the 2010s that Christmas in the 1910s was much more magical & traditional then than it is now.Best part came near the end, regarding the character Muggs - you'd have to be hard-hearted not to like this!