Santa Paws

Dear Editor—
I am little dog. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Paws. Dad says, “If you see it in the newspaper, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Paws?

~Macky Rae Barnes

Macky Rae, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Macky Rae, 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, Macky Rae, there is a Santa Paws. 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 Paws! It would be as dreary as if there were no Macky Raes. 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 eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Paws! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Paws, but even if you did not see Santa Paws coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Paws, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Paws. 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 man, 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 supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Macky Rae, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Paws! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Macky Rae, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.