Christ the Savior is here (A Christmas Tale.) It's Christmas and it's bitterly bitterly cold. A poor woman lives with her child in a poor hut. Not a spark in the stove to warm them; no tree in the glow of light Freezing they forge each other; misfortune speaks to their eyes. We want to see the trees of the rich, mother!! says the little one and shivering, the two wander through the streets while trickling snow falls on them. Bright lights fall through the windows of a house onto the street. With astonished eyes, the child sees the radiant tree of the rich and the merry Christmas party that happy parents prepare for their children. Loud cheering rings out as each of the little ones under the tree sees their favorite wish fulfilled. Then the parents see the little faces of the poor little ones at the window. Hard-heartedly they chase the poor thing away. And they wander on, the two poor people, on and on, until they sink down exhausted in front of the church door, through which the roar of the organ and choral singing reach them. The service is over, the devotees leave the church deeply wrapped up, but no one thinks of giving the poor a mite. The church becomes empty and slowly the old sexton walks through the rooms, extinguishing one light after the other. Then a miracle happens; Christ appears from heavenly heights, walking slowly through the sacred channels of the church. The church door opens, Christ approaches and sees the poor woman who has fallen asleep with her children in front of the door. Christ the Savior is here! He envelops the two of them in his wide cloak, taking them away from earthly misery, while mild sadness speaks to his features. He wants to be her savior and with supernatural power, he leads her into his own little hut. But his work is not yet finished, an infinite love wants to bring joy into human hearts. When the astonished sleepers open their eyes, they are struck by the candlelight of a magnificent fir tree, hung with gifts that delight a child's heart. They can't explain who helped them, a miracle must have happened, and praying they sink to their knees in a joint prayer of thanksgiving and singing the beautiful Christmas carol "Christ, who is the Saviour!"

Source: Der Kinematograph - November 1909 - Translated