The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1860-03-08
So will the New Year Come Tonight,
-gi Mamma ?'' as,s
BIZ CORA NJ. EAGER.

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I Will the New year come to night, mamma:
Pm tired of waiting so-5 elf oid8
My stocking hung by the chimney side osir
Full three long days ago.
s run to peep within the door
- BY mornings early light; -r
'Tis empty still-O, say, mamma, TIs3
HiH the New Year come tonight? .ri
viii the New Year come tonight, mammal
The snow is on the hill,
And the ice must be two inches thick
Upon the meadow rill. -
/ heard you tell papa, last night - VGm
His son must have sled;
q didn't mean to hear, mamma,)
And pair of skates you said
prayed for just those things, mamma,
shall be full of glee,
And the orphan boys in the village school
VIII all be envying me-. -r
I'll give them toys and lend them books
And make their New year glad;
: For God, you say, takes back his gifts ro
When little folks are bad
: And won't you let me go, mamma, 81
Upon the New Years day,
And carry something nice and warm
To poor old widow Gray?
I'll leave the basket near the door, isk
Within the garden gate; L
: VIZ the New Year come tonight mamma?
It seems SO long to wait.
The New Year comes tonight, mamma,
saw it in my sleep; fof
My stockings hung so full, l thought
Mamma, what makes you weep?
But it only held alittle shroud- 1
K A shroud and nothing more, ~ e8
And an open coffin, made for me, 81 f.-r
Was standing on the floor. es~.,.
1t seem'd so very strange indeed,
To find such gifts, instead a
Of all the toys wish so much,
The story books and sled; eff .f
And while / wondered what 1t meant,
You came with fearful joy,
And said, s.Thou'lt find the New Years suit
God calleth thee, my boyr'
1t is not all dream, mamma,
1 know it must be true;
But have 1 been so bad boy
God taketh me from you'll .sse
don't know what papa will do
When am laid to rest, - eff
And you will have no Willie's head
To fold upon your breast. ~
The New Year comes tonight, mamma,
Put your hand beneath my cheek, fa
And raise my head a little more,
1t is so hard to speak.
You need not fill my stocking now.
l cannot go and peep, m
Before the morning sun is up
I'll be so sound asleep.
shall not want the skates, mamma,
I'll never need the sled;
But won't you give them both to Blake,
Who hurt me my head?
He used to hide my books away
And tear the pictures too, 80
But now he'llknow forgive him,
As then / tried to do.
And if you please, mamma, I'd ike
The storysbook and slate
To goto Frank-the drunkard's boy
You would not let me hate; -
And dear MAMMA, you won't forget,
Upon the New Years day,
The basket full of something nice,
For poor old widow Grays
The New Year comes tonight, mamma,
1t seems very soon,
think God didn't hear me ask i
For just another June,
know Pve been a thoughtless boy,
And made you TOO much care,
And, may be, for yoar sake, mamma,
he does not hear my prayer.
There's one thing more my pretty pets,
The robbin and the dove,
o keep for you and dear papa,
And teach them how to love.
The garden hoe, the little rake
~ You'll find them nicely laid
Upon the garret floor, mamma, aci frs.
The place where last l played.
thought to need them both, so oft,
When summer comes again,
To make my garden by the brook,
That trickles through the glen.
thought to gather flowers, too,
Beside the forest walk,
And sit beneath the apple tree,
Where once we sat to talk
1t cannot be; but you will keep
The summer flowers green,
And plant few-don't cry mamma bH
A very few, mean,
Where I'm asleep; I'd sleep SO sweet
Beneath the apple tree,
When you and robbin in the morn,
| May come and sing to me.
The New Year comes, good night mamma
l lay me down to Sleep
pray the Lord-tell poor papa
My soul to keep-if L
How cold it seems-how dark-kiss me,
Mamma, cannot see, its f
The New Year comes-to-night, mamma,
The year-dies-with-me.
| SELF RULE.-The most precious {
all possessions is power over ourselye
power to withstand trial-to bear su
fering-to front danger; power ov,
pleasure and pain power to follow OF
Town convictions however resisted /
menace and scorn; the power of cal
reliance in scenes of darkness an
storm.