Baton Rouge tri-weekly gazette & comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1865-18??, 1867-01-03
THE NEW YEAR.

sea, as it were. Our bark, though
freshly launched, has careered DER
tempest-toss'd seas, in times when
day seemed turned into everlasting
night and the brightness of morning
to recede as the vision of hope strove
to pierce through the thick, dark
clouds. The gloom is not altogether
dispelled-chaotic elements still hang
around the political horizon, mar
ring expectant prospects Of quietude
and harmony; yet with sails prop
erly unfurled to catch the passing
breeze of hope, and with hearts
trained to endurance and disappoint-
ment, our Southern people, bowed
down by misfortune, though buoyed
up by an inherent will and strength,
as well as by the force of trying cir
cumstances, will be enabled finally to
conquer a peace" so persistently
denied them by the political agitat-
OTIS OF the country.
There is so much of sound sense
aud excellent Judgment and temper
in the following timely and admira-
bly, written article from the New
Orleans Crescent, Of the 1st inst,
that we take pleasure in adopting
every syllable and sentiment of it:
TIE DAY AND IT'S LESSONS.
The OBJECTIONABLE sea whose
waves are years" has borne us to
this point OF new departure within
the uudiscoverable limits of NOR
tality. The wave which brought as
thither has melted into the bosom of
the deep, or has been dissipated in,
spray, in mist and exhalation. Like
the pitcher broken at the well, like
goblet shattered at a wedding feast,
it is a thing that was, and is not,
and is never to be recovered. What.
ever the cup contained of sweet or
of bitter was drained to the bottom.
Yet the thirst Of none who drank of
il was satisfied, and TO lips feverish,
starved and eager, Time, the merci-
ful physician and tireless provider,
offers up another cup of unknown
ingredients. But, though it may be
impossible to predict the precise ma
ture OF these Ingredients, it is still
certain that each recipient will have
it in his power to determine in a
large measure their taste and quality.
There is moral chemistry that can
neutralize the bitterest element of
an inevitable draught. There is
moral panoply which may blunt or
parry the sharpest and swiftest ser
rows of outrageous fortune" So
true is it, as the poetic moralzer has
said
"Sti'l to ourselves, in every place confined,
Der own felicity we make or find"
Ii is not for nothing that day and
night, and summer and winter are
given. Ii is not for nothing that the
four seasons complete the year, and
that then there is turning point
which marks the beginning of new
etflorescence, a new qualification,
and new fruition. In all these
nature is constantly conveying to
humanity lessons of inestimable
value, but which are too commonly
unheeded and forgotten amid the tu-
multuous hurry OF the sopori6c con
ventionalism, the anxious work and
the no less anxious pleasure of
world too enlightened and progress
i've to be called barbarous, vet too
in'armonious to be regarded as truly
civilized For nature all the seasons
harmonize, aud blend in a song
which is one and perennial, yet in
iinitely various and never wearying.
She knows no exhaustion, no Ian
guor, no ennui, and each one of
her new years is as fresh as crea-
tons dawn. Only one condition is
wanting to make it appear even so
to the human heart-perfect faith in
the goodness of the God of nature.
Men are too prone to drag after
them into the new year The useless
debris of the old. They but too Of
ten take a morbid pleasure in per-
verting the Offices Of me- mory, recall.
ing from the past year what it were
we'll to forget, and forgetting what
hey might pleasantly and proftably
recall. Many go into another year {
with feeling akin to that with which
4 person would enter some grand, {