| Show 11 Hail ail to the New Year The restless fingers of time have turned back and pasted down another leaf of the book of life and its page is now hidden from our ourt t sight forever Enduring memory may bring to us from time to time certain scenes from the life that is passed but they will appear to us in the light of the present and will take the hue be it dark or bright of our present state No magic of memory can ever disclose that hidden page unchanged The present appropriates all that is preserved preserved preserved pre pre- served from the past and makes it its own But the life and spirit of that dead year as of other dead years is not hidden between between be be- tween the leaves of that sealed book the myriad influences of those past deeds of nave lave ours grown into the great heart of humanity into every living thing upon the earth eaith and penetrate perhaps in wid ever-wid- to the inhabitants of the mystic stars and endure in eternal harmony with the music of the spheres Let no one regret the departed year year year- memory is merciful and does not seek to break the seal that time has placed upon all the sad volumes of our book of life let us be thankful that we can weave all the brightest threads of memory into the work of the present thus glorifying our Bleeds deeds eeds of to-day to and for the future we may Trust that good shall fall At last far off at last to all And every winter turn to spring I f t r J t |
