The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1878-10-17
TOMORROW.

mere Is fairy SKIN plying on
the stream of time, freighted with
pleasure, sorrow and disappointment,
labeled for each and all az they pass
over the sea of life. It is kept just
in view; only days journey dis
tant.
What is the glimmering Tgnis
fatuus' by which so many are led on
to the march Of destruction ? 1t is
simply Tomorrow and the fair MAJ
riner of our frail barque is Hope,
who ever sketching scenes Of hatter
ling brightness ard by her beautiful
banner we are g4iled and persuade
ed to give the time and talent of to-
day for voyage to the distant land
we call to morrow, which like the
rainbow's bag of gold, is the coveted
prizo of ignorance, and alas alas !
many, too many never realize its
golden promise.
| AS the mariner darts her diamond
| lit ray over the dim eyes of the old
man whose footsteps totter, and
whose life is in its yellow leaf
trembling on the very verge of Eter-
nifty. She bids him cheer up, say
ing I'll brighten your pathway, Iii
lead your tired feet to a resting
place meath she shades of beauti-
ful grove and the balmy winds of
gilded wings will cool your fevered
brow.
But tha good old ship tossed by
the waves and pillows of the storms
of adversely may go down into the
abyss during the darkness of night
ere comes the shining morrow
| Too late! Too late for the cooling
winds of promise will only rustic
the leaves over new made grave,
while time like a star unhasting,
unres,ing, still moves on
! To the sorrowing the future is al
ever coming friend to the sufferer,
balm to heal It's on the morrow
that the poor expect their good
ship to come in, and thus millions
have chased the phantom butterfly,
and as they folded the tiny fattefing
sunbeam the very touch caused the
bright wings to tarnish, and disap-
pointed in their hopes they throw
the coveted prize aside for happi>
ness more lasting. All along the
beach they have gatheredpnp shells,
and one by one cast them away
thus day after day time his Ned, 10
which ceptury Of to morrows have
just rolled into the ocean Of Eternity
numbered with the things that
were
The wise Solomon has warned US
to boast not ourselves of tomorrow
for we know not what day may
bring forth, and circumstances daily
occurring prove the truthfulness of
the Wise Mans sentiment. We
will have a morrow 80 but it may be
one of eternity,
Then why this hurryiog of curious
tired feet to leap over the night of
starlight darkness : Too eager to
embrace the sunlight that sparkles
in the dewdrop trembling on the
tiny blades Of grass, when only a
zephyr, a sigh of wind may fan the
fairy CASTLE to mother earth.
Why do we delve and climb and
press on to the future with its un>
vailed mysteries and unwritten res
cords Our air castles will fade in
to nothingness, and the silver lined
sunbeams of an'icipations be hid by
the coming clouds of reality.
We live in world of change;
its mutations are frequent, its vicis-
STUDIES strangely chequered !; the
transient events of to-day are oblit-
Grated by the changes of Tomorrow
and the painted pictures of our de-
Iusive imagination vanish before
the coming realities and are shorn
of their bewitchipg colors.
To-day we mix with the mirthful
Beau monde caressed by the dear
ten thousand friends. To morrow
perhaps fortune may take her flight
and the dear friends will join hand in
hand with the tickle goddess, and
gathering up their trailing garments
of silk and laces, haughtily watch
your steps descend to the yawning
abyss of poverty. Take up thy
cross, bear tho burden bravely, to-
day is the trial of thy fortitude.-
Cherish to day and prize it we'll
leave thou the past with thy Re-
deemer, trust the future to His care.
Then turn and as you look back
over the far ocean of the past you
will see that,
Success is but a dream,
Fame but bubble on life's rushing
stream
Love is mirage that beckons affair."
Friendship the CLEAN of pale distant star
Faith IL vague rainbow that arches the sky
Over the spot where the storm ruins lie.
Hope but torchlight that hrightens the
way,
Sorrow but the measure of life's ''rainy
| day" NJ. b. A.
APPOINTMENTS OF GORDON AND
LESTER.
Gen. John B. Gordon and Hon.