Have You Heard the Bells?Have you heard bells ringing in the cold dead of night? When houses around the villages and towns are shut up, with curtains drawn tight, the only light that softly blushes the snow outside is the coloured lights of the decorated trees inside. When the fire in its place is but a smouldering log left to sleep. When every other child on the block is safe in their beds, their stockings hung, their candles cold, their dreams full with merry thoughts of the morning. And young, a child in your bed, you hear it. Listen.Bells in the distance. Crisp and sweet. Under covers you are warm, but leaping out of bed and into slippers is the chill. The h