Salt Lake Tribune | 1909-01-03 | Page 28 | The Old Year Dies

I THE OLD YEAB DIES. Tho old year dies; hones that were fair Are strewn behind us; hero and thero Ambitions that wore cherished Ions . Arc left unclaimed and frail or strong, We search for newer hopes to share, i Tho mist grows darker, deeper, where "Wo resolutely burled care, And left the ways that led to wrong The old year dies. Revond us lies a realm that ne'er lias been explored, where they that dare To lead may guide the eager throng, Where triumph may be In the song Of those that long have borne despair The old year dies. S. E. Klscr In Chicago Record-Herald.