In 1897 a little 8 year old girl wrote a letter to The New York Sun. Below is the letter, and the editor (Francis P.Church)'s response. It is always worth reprinting at this time of year! Dear Editor, I am 8 years old. Some of my 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? ...Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love & 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 Virginia's. There would be no child-like 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 even get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus,but even if they 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 no children or 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 all the wonders there are unseen or unseeable in the world... No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood. This is the 105th year since this was originally printed and even though the Sun has fallen to the realm of tabloid trash this one editorial is timeless.

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