Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1881-12-30

sNooNd D the old enmities and jealousies
s0a wZ6ngs die with it, but still strive to
,,oAa, on to It's blessing and desire its peace.
les, the Old Year is passing away, let it
go. We could not blot out its memories if
we would. The new is before US, and for
ought we know 1t will bring US nothing but
pleasure and prosperity. If 1t should be
otherwise, we can at least content ourselves
III with the thought that the sorrows that ring
our own door bells likewise enter the halls
of our neighbors. We may listen in the
night for voices that win never be heard,
y but it is better to remember that there are
tspse here ii the day ting which are just as
US pzff We can separate the old from the
New Year, let it be with the hope that the
new will bring greater~h happiness to rich
and poor the wide world over No doubt he
does not depart without many sigh of re-
gret, for his reign upon earth has been CON-
paratively cain and peaceful, and marked
with many characteristics which should be
leasing TO the christian and the philanthro-
" Christianity and civilization have been
extending the boundaries of their empires
have been erecting their affairs in lands
heretofore darkened by the clouds of bar.
barism and ignorance, and spreading their
glorious influences among heathens and
savages An enlightened and liberal spirit
has been gaining an increased power in the
direction of the affairs of men, and every
department of human concerns exhibits
many encouraging manifestations Of that
benficent divinity whom men seem now
TO invoke "to shape their ends"
Time passes. The Old Year is drawing
his latest breaths, and the happy New Year
comes close upon his last sigh. The New
Year cometh out of the East In the cold
night Twelve months ago and this Old
Year was young, and fresh and new and full
ofpromise, bringing joys and hopes and high
purposes. He passed on through the sea-
sons in his allotted course. and now he is
az the end of it,. Poor Old Year, he led us
by the door Of the afflicted, the hungry and
naked, yet We clothed and fed them not
be broken-hearted, but we comforted them
kot,-the erriug, yet we guided them not
homeward. He brought us sage counses
from his fathers and pointed us TO bright
examples of steadfast virtue and earnest
purpose, too often in vain.
The Old Year is nearly gone, the hours
and moments assume an individuality and
importance as they pass now. Crowded
into each are the ghosts Of things past
shadows which appear for the last time
helong train floats by TO the quick measure
of the fast swinging pendulum, and in vain
tse-soul cries 'stay" lhe bands ON the
dial are near together-how short the time
for regrets and penitence and resolution
the Old Year departs in silence.
The New Year cometh DER the sea. Hank,
the bells chime-and 10 their music the Old
Year passes, floating away like those wild
sounds into the great formless gulf of the
past. The music Of the bells dies away and
now the clock strikes 10, the Old Year has
gone forever and the New Year has come
DER the sea-
Bright be the dawn of the glad New
Years morn upon the friends and patrons
of the SENTINEL.
Tharo IL oafno falk In t,oi;t;oa1 oiroios a.