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12-20-2007
Yes, Virginia,
there is a Santa
At this holiday season, we take great pleasure
in reprinting one of the classic newspaper
editorials of all time - perhaps the best Christmas
editorial ever written. It has survived the test of
time and seems particularly fitting and poignant
this year.
The editorial was written by Francis Church of
the New York Sun a little over 100 years ago -
Sept. 21, 1897.
And yes, readers, there was a real Virginia. Her
name was Virginia O’Hanlon and she was eight
years old when she took her pressing question to
The Sun. Virginia lived deep into old age. Her
question and Francis Church’s answer have
outlived them both and the newspaper in which
they first appeared because he captured an
important essence of Christmas:
Dear Editor,
I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say
there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it
in The Sun, it’s so." Please tell me the truth, is
there a Santa Claus?
Virginia O’Hanlon
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They
have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical
age.
They do not believe except what they see. They
think that nothing can be which is not
comprehensible by their little minds. All minds,
Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are
little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere
insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with
the boundless world about him, as measured by
the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of
truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists
as certainly as love and generosity and devotion
exist, and you know that they abound and give to
your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how
dreary would be the world if there were no Santa
Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no
Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then,
no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this
existence. We should have no enjoyment, except
in sense and sight. The external light with which
childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well
not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to
have men to watch in all the chimneys on
Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if
you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what
would that prove?
Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign
that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things
in the world are those that neither children nor
men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on
the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that
they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine
all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable
in the world.
You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what
makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering
the unseen world which not the strongest men,
nor even the united strength of all the strongest
men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith,
poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain
and view and picture the supernatural beauty
and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all
this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives
forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay
10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue
to make glad the heart of childhood.
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