The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1861-01-05
COUNCIL BLUFFS, IOWA. SATURDAY JANUARY s. 1866.
CARRIERS ADDRESS
TO THE rATaexs OF THB
COUNCIL BLUFFS RONFAREIL

IUUNClL BLUffS NONFARElL
TIE Grey-beara. TIHE, the mighty ocnquessr,
Has GAINED another trophy Ct has power,
And To his mystic saai has horne away
Aao,Eer year. Another prize 10 gracs
HIS stare os spssis; bis prscsoss boarded store
With labor garneret, sDd increasing stsii
With every year since arst the world texan.
Asary worker is this Gsey-Aeard, TInr;
With .kiilfu, tat he lays his fatal PLANS,
senis eHs his trusiy aseais, and by slow
And measured marches steals urar biz prey,
SLOWLY. since tha; Autumn morning
When the F.ost-sins kissed the foxess
Since. their emerald livery scernirs,
He eedecked with gay aioFnins
All our woodlands and bar boxcrst
Since the fcwers beg An u uiihes,
Since the leaves began y die;
Since the North wind, swteaass Ai,hsr
FFcm iestsn BoreaI sky,
Taught the Swallows dwelling thither,
On southern wing to HE;
Since the wilI-Hre swept The prairies
Searching where the frost had beeny
Since the dancing eltes and fairies
Found cur blut, no longer green;
Since the streams with sluggish towing
Like the blood in Old mems limbs
Joined the winds across them blowing
Chanting sad fupereal hymns; z-s .
Since the snow came futtering Tying
With playful kindness trying
To enwrap the barren clay, ..
We have seen the Old Year dying
Slowly all its Hfe-blood drsias-
With sure and sad decay,
And have listened Natures signing
As It's pulses ebbed away.
Feebler grew each throb and fainter,
Passing, as wave follows save,
While grim DEATH, the faithful painter, .a
Iimned its features for the grave;
Till, last night while solemn tollipg
Filled the starry midnight dsrne,
TIME, upon his chariot rolling,
B,re his trophy proudly home.
THEN peaied the bells with louder, nerrier chime,
And shouts of welcome Oiled the midnight air,
As from the dim, dark distance where but now
Had disappeared the faded, worn Old Year,
In pride Of youth, the gay New Year marched forth.
He wore the mantle Of the year Just goue--
A snowy errnine, fringed with icicIes,
And spangied Ger with gems of frozen rain.
But meath this robe, and wrapping close his fcrrn
4 vest OF velvet, grassy gFeea, he wore,
with buds and flowers and golden grain,
And fastened with brooch Of red-rpe fruit.
He held in his left hand huge blank book,
nd in his right pen with which to note
rhe thoughts and sayings and the deeds OF men
The tears of sorrow. and tho smiles OF joy;
Brave deeds Of daring, and sweet acts Of love;
Grave scenes Of misery and darkest woe;
Bright joyous prospects, and sad bishiing sinsi
All marks Of progress, and all signs Of DEATH
so will the New Year write, SO trace our lives;
SO mark faiIings and our virtues note;
And at the volumes close sum up the whole,
And write against our names in letters plain
As Town, as Person, County, State or Land
The balance claimed or the deficit due.
Fen SO the Old Year wrote And from his book
Well gather some bold facts and Gull some hopes.
WE'VE made some progress City
The money pressure has grown lighter
And met some losses--nore's the pity
But on the whole, we re looking brighter.
ASp thanks to Western enterprise.
As shown by our Nebraska neighbors,-
Who catch the lightning as it flies
We have each morning fresh supplies
OF Eastern news ,.and feast our eyes
On notes Of Congress- daily labors.
As A COUNTY, how we've nourished!
How we've changed in poli;icsl
Where erst Democracy was nourished,
We've shown them some Abe Lincoln tricks.
As A STATE, we began the Old Year
With some acts Of our law-making powerj
Among which our Nsp Code appears,
And new County System is ours.
IL Railroads we've slowly progressed;
Our weather and crops have been fine
In health we've been happily best;
And in politics how we still shine!
As NATION we've treated and feted
The yeIiow-hued sons OF Japan
How much we have gl!aed or been cheated,
The wise ones may teil-if they can.
TO young English Prince we've devoted
Full many a smile and hour;
And, last but not least. we have voted,
And called true Statesman to power
Now a small Southern State Of 'Fire-eaters"
Because they can't have their own way,
Are chasing themse ves,as "seceders."
And will break W the Union, they say.
WHAT action may follow this threat
The coming time only can tell; ~ ..
But We cannot help hoping that yet
Ere the ''ides o: March," all will be well.
BUT OF all such vital matters,
OF all interests at stake,
The NoNPARHIL will never fail
To tell you, week by week.
EVERY Saturday twill greet you
True as needle to the pole,
wishin your doors, your shops and stores,
The latest news unroil,
IT'S the CARRIER will bring IL,
He who offers you these rhymes;
wishing you here, HAPPY NEW YKAl!
And craving your coz ARTsRs" and '.pIMEsr