As I did so, a faint breath of sound, like a distant whisper of harps played in unison, floated past my ears,--then appeared to sweep round in ever-widening circles, till it gradually died away.

But it was sweet and entrancing enough for me to understand how glorious and full of rapture must have been the star-symphony played on that winter's night long ago, when the angels chanted together, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace and good-will to Man!".