Show LS ell 6 FR 4 5 42 1 0 1 MK k h IN I 1 A h 31 Q I 1 A K V N k ile g I 1 akal V years end and its beginning Be 1 wabe WHOEVER HOEVER it was that invented the year as a division of time should share in the blessings invoked by sancho panza upon the man who invented sleep with the latter comes surcease from the cares and worries of the day and a 0 renewal of spirits for the struggles straggles of the morrow the years end Is also not only a sleep and a forgetting of things fled beyond redemption but with its passing hours come the many hued hopes that keep heep et ever er fresh and buoyant the human soul and make radiant again the paths of the unknown future the old year falls from our hands like the stem of a rose whose leaves one by one month by month have silently dropped away into the void oti oft time some laden with the fragrance of pleasant memories some with the pallid tints and withered aspects of misfortunes and inescapable and irreparable and some with dust of dreams shattered bayong recall but at the birth of another new year time brings to the hands bands of each of us a fresh bud from its eternal tree the secrets of whose close folded leafage no eye can penetrate no conjecture ot of wisdom fathom yet w within we can scent the sweet and inspiring aromas of the hopes that spring eternal in the human heman breast of hidden joys that hold fresh promises of full blossoming bloss oming of good deeds to be done for us and by us of the blessings of peace good will and prosperity again made possible for us always in the cycle of human affairs the spring of hope follows the winter of discontent and new years day Is the symbol of human renovation spiritual as well as utilitarian and of the clearing process of the souls soula past accumulations lat lons making ready for the building of its more stately mansions it may be fate that guides the hand of time in placing in our grasp the new bud of promise but each of ut us may do much to further its proper blossoming bloss oming to keep fresh its frog frag rance t to 0 shape into full fruition the enjoyment of the unfolding month by month and day by day of the flower of the year whose unopened months lie ile like a blank before us |