The Trinity journal., 1856-12-27
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OIL a p o dri d a.

Newly Years day Another pnon shed from the
wing of Time another flower unwreathed into the
infinite mazes of the chaplet of Eternity another
year merged into the cumulating mass Of by-gone
centuries.
The dying gasp of the old and the chrping adj
vent of a new year furnishes some food for i'm
proving reflection. ! know an incident or two
that checks my disposition for laughter.
1t was only twelve months ago that fond mo-
ther indited joyous congratulations to her distant
son. Pious soul as she was she trusted in God
that she would be enabled to welcome in many a
succeeding New Year Her health was so good !;
indeed she never felt better. She wrote that her
pulse was as full and strong as an opera girls,
and she could read the smallest print without the
aid of glasses. Why, she wouldn't be surprised
if she should celebrate the holidays with her son
ten years from the time she was penning her ma
ternal sheet so joyously. Poor old lady, with all
her mothers love and devout confidence in pro-
longcd existence, her spirit is with the angels
and her mouldering frame has already gorged
myriad Of shiny worms.
An old man wot Of was as abstcmious as ST.
Paul or Isaac Newton, save upon the wntry hol-
idays. Well, suppose he did upon such occasions
grow merry and unctous in shedding the blood
of the grape. lie has right to quaff and that
right Justify to oden memories and dead and alb
sent friends. Joyous vintage irrigates and spreads
verdure over scared and wthered hearts. Do you
surmise that the old man once thought of the grim
Reaper? Just year ago he held high but virtu-
Gus revel and one of his toasts was confusion to
the Rider of the Pale Horse, and yet few short
months ago q skeleton hand was stretched forth
and the good old man whose heart was fabricated
with the oil of charity and all goodness now sleeps
under the church, yard stone.
Then | knew a maiden so proud and beautious
and debonair. With much merriment. and with
smiling face and voice musical as the breatIings
of a lutte did she retort upon the donors the holi-
day greetings. Among her New Year visitors was
a tall young man of dark eye and expansive fore
! head, and he bent over her in rapturous admra-
! ton as III sitting posture she warbcd song of
| love and joy The two spoke in subdued and ear
nest tones OF very happy days to come, for they
were bctrOthcd, and what should prevent them
laving their burning souls in an ocean of future
! bliss. Together would they stroll within the ar
bOrs Of the matrimonial Paradise and in uncheck-
ed loyousncss ferret out every avenue of bliss
Not long was it that the egg of their happiness
was hatched into a chicken of woe. lie with the
dark eye and expansive forehead became forger
and fed away in darkness and ignOminy, and the
proud girl though she batted bravcly against her
grief and love, pined away. The fatal tenement
of that crushed heart lies beneath the sod. That
sod is watercd by no tears of stricken lover
After much and severe travail young mother
last New \ ears day, bestowed her first kiss upon
her chcrub infant. O, he was swaddled so pret-
tily in the linen drapary in which Jealous nurses
/ enclose their sweet charges with such length and
proluson. None but G. cd and angels can tell the
eXstatic and neilabIe JOY of mothers over their
first born. have said il was New Years day,
and the sweet little darling smiled responsive to
mothers sublirnty of bliss, and that mother,
released from bodily pain, in delrious happiness,
lined a joyous future for her tiny darling. He
would be great in the worlds big eye. he would
lie would pluck honors with just such ease as she
brushed away the notes that had settled upon her
white pillow. Yet would he turn aside from his
path Of glory to embrace and idolize his mother
\ es indeed, when her husband had gone to the
skies and the friends of her youth had scattered
far away from her commune, that dear little ba-
by, so helpless now in his new and nice little era
die, would he her pride still and her staff in old
age.
/ have watched that mother since repair at
! cvCntde 70 distant cemetry. For long hours
beneath the pale mOOnbeam does she kneel beside
| a little grave. In lender and heart-brokcn ac-
cents she seems IA be talking to some one aud Of
| ten repeats the name nf Willie, aud asks God to
take her home that she may always be with her
darling boy She is always happier after those
visits to the graveyard, but she is very pale and
often in tears.
Come, come, Mr. Olapod." hear one say.
" you are a might too serious for New Years day.
! People will die of course" To this answer that
there is no better period than the present to gath
er the great morale thatlile is brief and va
porous. Such is the precariousness Of our jour
ney to the tomb, versatile and chekcrcd our
career, that the most joyous of to-day may be
smte with agony on the morrow. The stream of
life is chokGd with wrecks. The chart of relec-
/ tion is necessary to the wary mariner New
Years day. an episode in the calendar of Time
is most excellent for reflection. So too is it IA
vorable for good resolves and an entombment of
the differences and asperites of the past Now
quarrels furrow deep wrinkles upon the heart and
brow. The ascetic and morose are moral surgeons
and with a dull seal pei they cut away from their
own hearts all the prOtrubcrances Of cOngeniality
and kindly feeling. Such become dwarfed and
stunted trees, upon whose roots have been sprn
/ kled poison alkalis. Then 40 | advise that
we sepulchre with the past year all unkndness.
Let the vipcrs of malice, and envy and hate, and
all uncharitableness be crushed beneath our
/ heels. No matter what fate o'ertake us the pres
ent year so that our souls unwarped by evil
passions. God loves those who love their fellows
HAPPY New YEAR TO ALL.
In my somewhat moral rhapsody upon the New
! Year did ] not darkly hint about death, that
grizzly monarch of terrors Then am remind
cd of poor old Jack.
The carly history of this somewhat celebrated
| individual Is involved in considerable obscuritv
His parentage even is clouded in uncertainty.
have learned, however. after much and diligent
research, that he was the chance result of an H.
lcit amour nor yet am at liberty to reveal the
strata upon winch base the origin of the sub
ject of this memoir.
1t was some years since thata belated and way
worn traveller arrived in this vicinage upon a
weared and spawned mule BY the side of this
mule slowly ambed dog of athletic proportions. |
and conntena9ce that indicated his descent from
the English bull species Betmes upon the fol-
flowing morning the stranger left the town. and
This faithful dog would have accompanied him but
for the following incident. Another dog, a ma
tive of the place, conveying in his mouth a large
and savory piece OF meat, happened to pass with
i'm the of his vision A bria of .bnrn n