Hail Ye Tyme of Holie-dayes (A Chrystmasse Song)
Chrystmasse seasons filled with joy, sadness, melancholy, sentimental remembrances, thankfulness for gifts received, gatherings of friends and family are what nearly every person experiences during their lifetime of Holie-dayes. For Gena Branscombe there were many of those same experiences. In her December 14, 1917 letter to her publisher Mr. Schmidt she wrote, “There is a foretaste of what the years will bring – this Christmas – a poignancy that has never existed before. And just now we are waiting for later news of my cousin Gerald – who was severely wounded and gassed a few days ago. I wish you could have seen the two older babies frolicking in the snow – this afternoon with their cheeks like peonies. They’re both so huge that they can hardly both sit on their used –to-be capacious sled – and when their wicked mother would give an unexpected pull – one or the other would roll merrily off. They are great fun.” Miss Branscombe wrot...