Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1886-01-12
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fireman old Number of the Episcopal Re-
ChiIdren's New Years POEM,
WILL. THE NEW YEAR COME ro-NIahT, MAMMA?
WIN the New Year come tonight, mamma
I'm tired of waiting so;
My stocking hung by the chimney-side full
three long days ago; ~r,~ft ,r
ran to peep within the doorby metn1ng's
carly light;
'Tis empty still-oh say. mamma, will the
New Year come tonight?
Will the New Year come tonight, mamma !; !;
the snow is on the hill.
End the ice must be two inches thick upon the
meadow rill 49,; ~ -v--z-r-
rheard You seH; papa, last night Nilsson must
have a sled, ~ a,
IN didn't mean to hear, lnahIrna1 md n pair Of
skates, you said.
Iprayed for just those thugs; Wap7 1n Sc Oh
VIC SHAH be full of gless, .s.a
And the orphan 6oys i'll the village shool will
all be envying me;
I'll give them toys, and lend them books, and
mako thcirb New. Tea5 g1ad;E -
For God. you know tukes tack his gifts when
little folks are bad.
and won't YOU ,let me 90, menma, upon the
New Years Day. - 49, = :s.-
To carry something nice and warm to poor old
Widow Gray?
I'll leave the1hasket ncar1the door within'the
gard en- gate; SAyA @ = 90
MIN the New Year come tonight, mamma !:
X 1t seems so long to wait.
The New Year comes tonight, mamma; saw
1T in my sleep;
My Stocking hangs so full. i thought, Mamma,
~ ~ what makes you weep
But it only held little shroud-a shroud, and
--nethingTmoge GNTNN
And an open coffin made for me, was-standing
ON the floor!
Hseemed SO very st.apge, iRdeed. tqfnd such
VIZ gifts fisteadS 80
OF all the toys wished SO much---the story
bo6kssand: acd.} ] : i
And while wondered what it meant. you came
with fearful JOY.
And said: ''Thou'lt-fnd the New Year first
God calleth thee, my boy"
5t-is notan . dream, mamma, 1lznOw it must
7ot 8 be true; ~ = ;. 1'i' '
But have been SO bad boy, God tuketh me
~ from you?
Idon't knew what papa will dQwhen 1 am laid
,sF to rest. 80 lJ... -
And you will have no'Willic's head to fold up
az, on1y your breast Gaa4t,r yr-sr- .-.-.
The New Year comes tonight, mamma your
..1E cold hand on my check,
and raise my head little nlore-it seems so
rs. hard to speak;
You needn't fill my stockings now-I cannot
md
Before to-morrow's q sun is up, III be so sound
asleep.
lsball not want the skates, mamma-I'll never
need the sled;
But won't you give them bothto Blake, who
:, hurt me on the head ?ri = ia
he used to hide my books away. and tear the
,r.-, picdlrcs, too;. - go ,r-yo1
But now hell know thatI forgive him. as then
tried to do. amor i9.s. ".'2.-- ..
And if you please. mamma I'd like the story
book and Slate O. go
To go to Frank, the drunkard's boy. yOu
81 = wouldn't let me hate:
And, dear mamma. you wont forget upon the
New Years Day,
The basket full of something nice for poor old
Widow Gray!
Tho New Year comes tonight, mammu-it
seems very soon
L think God did not hear me ask for just
another June. r
know I've been n thoEEhtlcsS boy. and made
you too much care;
And maybe. for yOnr sake, mamma, he doesn't
~ hear my prayer
There's one thing morc-my pretty pets, the
g l. robin and the dove.
f,- +oo IL,
them how to love. ,r.,r o-.r
The garden rake, the little hoe you'll find them
nicely laid
Upon the garden floor. mamma. the place where
folast played. o'T 80. -ai '--
thought tor prcd them bhtl so-much when
sunnnercomcs a-ain.
To make my garden BY the BROOK, that trickles
through the glen:
thought to gather flowers, too. beside the
forest walk. s,-a .-4- -S- ... -E
And sit beneath the apple tree; where once VIC
- 2 sattota ~ 3 A-.5 ...t ID
1t cannot be; but you will keep the summer
flowers green : ~ 4
and plant fcw-don't cry, mammal very
BIo;l'few ! mean, y1s n ID -f.- '. 30 y m
When I'm asleep. I'd sleep, so sweet beneath
1Tr- the apple tree. r.. -..r aan-.
Where you and robin, in the morn, may come
gb land singto me.
The New Year comes-good might, mamma.
IL lay me down to sleep;
Hpray the Lord'-tcll poor papa: my soul to
,oaarsafely keeps
If I"A-how cold itseerns-how dark-kiss me-
10 I cannot see;
The New Year comes tonight, mamma; tho
old ycar-dics-with me.