Cleveland morning leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1854-1865, 1864-01-04
NEW YEARS Address
Carriers of the morning Leader.

Carriers of the Morning Leader.
To the long vista of the length'niDg past
Old Time has added, now, another stride;-
Another Year, whose full-fraught days have
raised
A glorious gnomon, which as ages glide
Down their smooth pathway, shall forever
throw,
Across the track by which the world moves on,
A radiant glory, whose bright mark shall win,
Frem the pale student OF the days to come,
As pours he o'er the story Ofour time,
Such words OF praise as great and noble deeds
Done for q country, or for human veal,
Have ever won. To the spent year shall needs
Which history yields to vAlor, worth and truth
Be given. From its bright record to illume
his page,
The futures teacher shall his models draw.
To mould the heroes Olthe coming age,
To inspire the WeslZ, and spur the ardent on,
He'll point with emulous pride to many 8
strife
Heroic, which high hearts have dared and won.
Such are the days, since last we rhymed, gone
byi
Full Of great import-big with history.
A nation has its life's dread crisis passed,
Andleft to us q glorious destiny.
But ofthe fearful price which bought the prize
The empty homes the hresides desolsts,
We need not speak. They greet us everywhere,
God save your hearths from such bitter fate.
From our full hearts We bring our need Of
praise
(whst loyal heart whose praises are not
moEedO
For those, our honored dead, whose bones lie
Germany field where they their courage
proved.
Green be their memory Let the future bring
It's brightest suerdon for our lost and loved.
Nor for the dead alone be praises brought,
Praise for our living brsvel Let heroes hearts
Be warmed, and heroes arms be nsrvsd, BY
thought
ofsmiles and grateful thanks for noble deeds
Stout hearts have nurtured and strong arms have
wrought.
Nor these alone. Think of the lone, uneheered
The war has widowed or Left fathorless.
want
AddOne drop more to their full cup of bitter
ness.
But lest our muse heroic you shall tire,
Though big with matter Of such noble worth,
Wen turn to lighter themes, and blow trump
An honest trump TO SOUND our own praise
forth.
When, from hIs business or his labor, done,
The workman or the merchant wends his way
Leaving his daily task at close of day.
Then, at the eve, which others spend at home,
snug at their fresides, plods the printer man
To gin the toll which lasts till morning come.
Then, too, the unhappy wight, whose o'ertssked
pen,
Has, like his o'ertasked BRAIN, nigh worn its
point away,
Seats him to labor at his desk again, ,--
Nor leaves it oft till Ph@bus brings the day.
Each faithful laboring that may be able
To bring the LEADER for your breakfast table.
Then, in my turn, come 1.-The carrier boy
Ere the cock crows, or morning opes her eye,
To bring to you the aggregated news
Which scissors, local or the telegraph
Have culled from everywhere. Deep-Pon-
dered views
bring on statesmanship; mayhsp an epitaph.
Review the daily history of the world;
Expose the schemes Of Frances willy lord;
Perhaps shat at PANS trim course is hurled
Or the saucy Thunderer IS silenced with word.
bring the weddings. deaths and accidents,
Althat e'er happens or our "loc." invents.
Thro' wind and rain, thro' cold and summer
heat,
Each mornings brought your LEADEz to your
gate.
And since the custom is that New Years day
Gives him claim to lsrgess from your hand,
The carrier hopes your bounty will repay
With sodp-hlled wallet all his labor, and
In return, he'll wish you all the joy
Which seup-flled wallet gives
THE CARRIER BOY.