Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1879-01-04
CARRIERS, ADDRESS.

Another year has passed and gone,
And rs We hail the smiling IN rn
Which ushers IN the coming year.
Perhaps smile, perhaps Il tear
May light some face Or stain some cheek
When backward some loose thoughts may seek
To stray once more. where bright hopes sh0ne
Fer love and JOY from us had flown.
Ahi yes. the dearest hours wee known
Were when, In fancy, we had flown
To some sweet time, now passed away,
And with those jnys once more to stray
Or, on Imagination flee
To future years and fancy we
Had won the Love- the Wealth and Fame
Which make great aud lasting namo.
Yet still some pain and srlet may now
Some blighted love OF hope may glow.
As we now from the Old Year part,
And In the New One make our start
The one has had its ills and good,
Has sown. its griefA, and often stood
A witness Of some dreadful crime,
Done in our own or foreign CLINE.
Its long black plume a shadow cast,
Its trump of death rung 0ui blast;
And thousands struck " iil fright and fear.
Fled from their homes and loved ones dear
Obi who can tell. dear 'tSouthern Land, -
Tho suferings you We been forced 10 stand,
From war and feve.'s curse and frown
Whose countless graves your fair land crown.
But yet We hope tits for the best.
xiore lord and dear do blessis.ess sss 80
When sorrows tread with heavy heel
Upon our hearts, and grind within
To deaih, some foul or mighty sin,
w hich. had II llved and outward sprung.
More grief and pain from US had wrung.
Yet such Is life so short SO strange,
Each fretng day brings on some change;
Some cherished bud OF love and pride
Which cheers and brightsns some fireside.
May with the morrow 8 evening shade
In some cold grave he sadly laid;
No more to cheer that lone, sad heart
Now pierced by grief and sorrows dart.
Now let us stop and ask what lot,
What joys and hopes. what blessings got9
What ills and griefs, what pains have stung,
What anguish from our hearts been wrung3
And ;!sink of friends and think of foes;
Most all must own the truth and say,
''No night Ii longer than the day"
No hearts are doomed to live and die;
No roses bloom beneath the sky.
But that the SunbeanlS often stray
And chase the forming clouds away.
No dark despair can always face --t -.t
Our onward march through life short RAGS;
For some sweet hope her lamp will light.
And bid Earth g troubles take their flight.
But from the Past now let us turn,
Though mem 'ry's lamps there brightly burn,
To drive each danger from our path.
And iears Of an avenging wrath
The unknown Future We must face;
Each one must run the destined race;
Each one Eternity must brave,
And eacn one meet the gloomy grave.
All I! 1t stirs up painful thought;
The saddest lessons ever taught
Are those that teach US We must die;
That in death s arms we all must lie.
When ?-That the Flu ure OILY knows;
1t may be that the summers rose
Will bud and bloom DER cur cold head,
| While strangers footsteps o'er us tread.
This New Born Year" will not pass by
Till over Times dark stream will fly
The summoned host, called there to stand
And view Elernity's broad land.
| And in that thrOng of Deaths array,
| Dear reader you or may stray;
Nor know what hour, what day or night
| That unseen shore may loom in sight.
Oh could we see. or could We know,
What burning tears are forced to flow
| By some rash act or tlloughiless word.
| Less signs and groans would now be heard.
| Then let US try and strive To live
| That we may unto others give
Some blessing, some sweet hopes and joys.
1 IL the " ish Of the
| CARRIER BOYS"