Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1862-01-01
Wednesday JANUARY | 1862.
The New ear.

Our Paper, this week, bears date on
the first day of the New Year. 1t will
doubtless be observed by all our readers,
young and old. grave and gay, as a happy
holiday-as day Of relaxation from the
business and cares Of life, by bidding a ge-
NAL, and hearty welcome to
"Mirth that wrinkled care derides.
And laughter holding both his Sides
as cOunseleth the devine Milton. As we
write this. the last day Of old 1861
is rapidly drawing to close. and We are
in no mood to discuss the everlasting poiiti-
cal questions of the times-those themes
which look SO forbidding. both to writer and
reader, but, which must, never theless be
treated Of. and discussed. at the proper time
and on proper occasions. We wiIl-not there
fore mar the harmony and kind feelings,
which sh ould reign triumphant during these
holiday times, by talking, about politics
but discourse in a manner which
will convince all, that We are one of the most
amiable and kind hearted of fellows living !;
although. chat is more than certain persons.
who don't love Us, (we canbardIy believe
that they hate u.s. will conceIe.
There are certainly no hours during the
the year, better calculated for induluing in
those sad and pensve, half pleasant, half
painful thoughts, to which the hearts of but
few, are strangers, than those of New Years
eve; then The reme,qg.ktgance Of by-gone days
and by-gone joys, departt5l- :. - 'lt.turn,
come back to the heart, awakening thoughts
that lorg have slept. The light of those
days is around US once more, and the present.
for time, is forgotten. We remember only
The smiles, the tears,
OF by-gone years,
The words of love then spoken"
Even death and the grave, seem to have
lost their power, and as we sit alone in the
deepening shadow. of the solemn twilight of
the dying year,
The forms of the departed
Enter at the chamber door,
The beloved cnes, the true hearted,
Come to visit US Cnce.'
Tie rigid folm which we years ago, with
burning tears beheld laid in the grave. is
once more all life and animation, the face
then 50 PalFd, wears once more the glow Of
health, and gazes at US with the fond smile
citizenship or love. But visions like these
arc too sweet. too consoling to last. They
come and vanish like shadows. Some un-
toward circumstance recalls Us to ourselves
and they are gone-perhaps never again tc
return in this world, But we feel that they
have thrown glow of freshness and fra,
GRANGE around the soul, and the remem,
brance Of them is sweet. The Poet Long
fellow, calls such visions, . The footstep:
Of Angels, and surely there is. nothing
impious, or fcolishly superstitious in be
licving that on such occasions, the beloved
ones, the true hearted, really come to visit
Us once mora"
The year which is just now breathing his
last, vas not certainly the most pleasant
We have seen during our brief pilgrim
age in this world. But we scorn to enum,
crate his faults, during his death struggles
That would be unkind. unmanly and un,
generous. He had his virtues as well rs hi
faults. Although grim visaged war atten
ded his daily progress, be rewarded the hus
bandman for his honest toll, with an album
daut harvest. and although the sworn frient
Of the fiery crested Mars, he was the cnem.
of postiIence and famine. They were ex
lies from our land, at least, during hi
reign. Let us then thank him for wha
he he has done for us. and although TIE fu
ture looks dark snd threatening. hope fo
better things from his successor, youth
ful 1862. So dear patrons. allow Us
Tish you, ons and all. a happy New Yea