Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1844-01-04
THE HER AID.
THURSDAY MORNING,
THE NEW YEAR
yANIIRl T.

The ga year is ended and new year ha'
l,,,cs v,on III. sad ia this the first number o
ibe e6,eil volume Oft Herald, we would er
tod to Ger patron. the usual situations Of the sea
500 ~ wishing ,hem oae AMI all, happy New
| Year
Sanding upon the confines Of the old and look
inr forward to the commencement OF a new year
Il would n1,urally snggcs, 10 a rejecting mind
tc-cle lions 9th solemn and isiereSing. Hence
every individual should pause m his oisome jour
ney Of lfe, and take retrospect Of the past aud
make his aland marks ;or the future.
The occurcnc,s Of one brief year may be franght
with many lessons Of wisdom If man would bur
~lay to h,sr,n and let past experience serve as a
monitor within to gu,rd our steps from the quick.
sands Of life. II nfiliciion is sent to blast our
worldly prospects and orjoymcnts, II should teach
US to l,,k above for en- turing happiness and peace
which this world cnnno, give or take away.
II paradvcniurc we are prcspered IN all our
worldly pursuits, let us remember the poor-
feed the hungry--clo,he the naked--vlsi' the faih'
ort IS and the widow, and let our charities ex-
tend TO all AUDIBLE objects. In doing good
ourselves, The vicious may be claimed hom
vice and immortality and BY our good example,
others IN possess kinder hearts, and the grand
nrnciple of benevolcnce which God has devised 10
raise man above sclisbncss, will also induce him
to seek the highest good and happiness OF every
living thing. Then will it be
uftaaJ 80 ,,,,o C.o,,, a. ollie toll ov hiio
And muse Upon the moments that are gone
To think upon our well.spent days;to bless
The memory ofdcparcd fri, nds, whose smiles
Like heavens own light had gladdcncd us along
LIES heightened pilgrimage IT'S good to dwell
On our long route through painless wilderness
And desert spot-by the forsokcn well,
Whose sparkling and delicious waves poured life
Into our sinking hearts, when sun rode high
And strength grew faint Oh often in the strife
or this wide world, when trusted friends pnss by
Unto the other side some angel form draws nigh,
And like the fountain in the desert plain,
Wins US to life and pleasure, back again.
Is it no, good TO think ofsuch, whose feet
Tolled on unlaltering at our side. and meier
Forsook our way. Yes, It's precious thing
To treasure in our hearts he plying tear
They shed when we were sad ,or the warm smile
hat kndled on their cheek, when life went well
With us in the most roublous world.
-The Year
The year has gone,-a journey Of much toll
Is rast and done. and ere we say farewell
Unto its pleasant scenes, It's well to turn
From ife's worn track, and gaze on each green
Each wayside haunts, where gaiy we have been
With friends who'll ne'er TO us,-io earth, return
All many with an aching heart will dwell
Upon the Year now past away--for care
Hath preycd upon the human mind, and well
Hath Sorrows task been learned Time never
spares
The wild flower on the precpcc. nor vet
The briar-rose, nor the meek violet,
Nor tree nor shrub nor herb, they fade and fall.
As men decay, for It's the lot of al
To mingle with earth's dust. and go away,
And be at rest within that silent home
Where JOY is no,-ihe solitary tomb