Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1861-02-28
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Will the New Year come tonight, mamma D.
lam Tired Of waiting 50, 30 l..tt
My stocking hung by The cbimney-side full three
am peep s' within da the door by morning.. early
light, tlli cilt t-..s'. 'iii.. i1l.ift
Tis empty still--oh, say, mamma, will the New
iia Yearcone tonight asa
Rillthe New Year come tonight, msmma the
snow is on the hill, .l|
And the ice mus, be two inches thick upon the
meadows rili, r. .. 49,. I
heard you tell papa last night. his son must have
sled, =
q didn't mean to hear, mammaJ and pair Of
skates YOU ,said.6 .ssl.-s. > .it.,. 4 a ssss-, -
prayed sor just those things, mamma o, /
bhnll be- iuIl Of gee, 80,
And i,ie orphan boys in the village school will
>. oil be enyying me
Blu, III give them toys, AMI lend them bo"ks and
make tieir New Yeur.glad
For God You say, lokes back his gifts when little
folks are bad.
And won't you let me go, mumma, upon the New
And carry something nice aud warm to po,r old
widow Gruyi
III leave the basket near the door, withiA the
gniden gate,
Will the New Year come TO night, mamma
lisetms SO long to wait.
The New Year comes tonight, mamma, 4 saw
II IN my sleep, H.l
My stocking hung go 'ull, ,hought-mumma,
what makes you weepi
But it only held little shfoud-p shrOnd and
And nm open cctfin, made Tor me, was standing
OH the floor!
Itse. med so very srunge, indeed to find such g's,
ihstead $3.50
Of oil the toys wished so n,uch;ihe story books
b 1t while / wondered what it meant you come
with fearful Joy. !.
.a calle'h thee, my boy! H
1, is not all dream, mamma, 1~how i, mus, be
true
But have been so bad boy, God taketh me from
Idont know what papa will do when am laid
And you will have no wiie's head to fold up,n
l your breast.
The New Yenr comes 'o-nght, niamma-pace
-,t, your hnnd upon my cheek, -
And rai.e my. head / little more,a At scoms SO
hnrd to speak;
foti needn't fill nv stockings now, cannot go
md peer,
Before the nlorrow's sun is up I'll be so sound
asleep. - .-
j shall not want the skates, mamma, I'll never
.,a need the sled;
But wonryou give them both 20 Blake, who hurt
me on the head
lie used TO hide my books AWAY, and tear the
pictures, too,
But now he'll know that forgive, as then tried
- !, ,lO do. --.---,',-,..sr-- .--'
And, ifyou plense, mamma, Id like the story
l"sOks and slate,
To 60 to Frank, The drunkard's boy, you would
not lot me hate; .,
And dear mamma. you won't forget upon the New
Years day,
Tile tnsket inil of something nice for poor old
widow Gray.
The New Year comes tonight, mamma, lit
seems so very soon,-
think God did not hear me usk for lust another
June
l know I've been thoughtless bov; and made
you too much care;
And maybe for your sake, mammn, he doesn't
hear my prayer
There's one thing more, my pretty pets, the robin
o keep for you and dear papa, and teach them
The garden rake, little hoo--yon'll find then
nicely laid,
Upon the rnrret floor, mamma, the place wher,
last played.
! thought to need them both so much when sun
To make my garden by the hrook that trick le
s-i, throups the glen; - la5sSos .y,a-r
thought togather fower's, too. beside tue fores
walk,
And cit beneath the apple tree where oft we so
to talk. pa
Z 1t cannst be; but you will keep the summer flow
ers green,
And plan, ew don't cry, mamma very fey
mean,
Where I'm lnsleep. Id sleep SO sweet ben eat
.rs the apple tree,
Where you and robin in the morn, may come an
sing TO me.
The New Yenr comes--good night, mammal
lay me down to sleep,
Ipray The Lord poor pspa--my soul to See
tfI--how cold IL seems-how dark-kiss me,
cannot see
The New Year comes tonight, MANN q, the o
yesr--dies with me