A PARABLE FROM JANUARY

Since coming into Christian Science, January has not been differentiated to the writer from other months, in regard to a sense of cheerfulness and contentment. But she well remembers that in the old days a certain dullness and weighed-down feeling was apt to beset her family and herself as the new year set in. Christmas pleasures were over, visitors had departed; there were beliefs of colds, and a sense of inadequateness to a round of duties, made duller and heavier than usual perhaps through indisposition in the household. Such were frequently the signs of January's presence; while to match them outside there was a somber neutral-tinted garden, overhung by leaden skies, or fogs, or falling snow.

Across this saddened aspect of things, however, streamed one bright little thought that the family circle never failed to enjoy and to comment upon as though it were some rare piece of news. It had actually arrived in December; but on the twenty-first of that month we were far too busy to do more than remark that the shortest day had come. But now the dull hours were streaked as by a sunbeam with the knowledge that we had already left behind that landmark of time, and the open secret was passed from one to another, "The days are getting longer!"

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