The intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1887-1891, 1889-03-09
New Years Eve.

I at IN the old arm chair by the hre,
For the wintry uight IL col !.
And the clock Is timing the huttering pulse
VI the year that Is grown 80 old.
For tho fresh Spring season Is over and
gone,
And the summer has lost its glow,
Aud the purple Autumn lies dresi and dead,
Deep under the Winters snow.
The flush OF the Spring Of my life Is past,
And the warmth oil tho Summer Is fed,
An the vine leaves are scattered and with
ed all,
And the snow 1ikes rest on my head.
The fro'ir.ome Winds through the easement
peep,
And Deckon the Fire without;
"Bresk forth.O Faue! from the prison bars.
And iOln in our revel aud rout."
But the fame leaps up DER the generous coal,
As it answers their playful din;
1t is better Tor you without, oh. Winds!
But tbs better for me Within"
The moonlight Is fallen upon the earth;
The earth Is covered with snow;
| And the sleigh-bells chime O'er the sparkling
rime
With musical sound, and low.
And hear the far off song of the young,
Their innocent laughter and glee;
'Tis well for them. but the inglesde
Is the better place for me.
envy them not the romp and the mirth
| Of the hours that f1it so fast;
| The shadOwy future may be theirs,
! But mine is the real past.
Oh! Alice Rand, from the Hidden Land,
| Stand forth tonight TO my view,
| With thy wsvy hsir and thy forehead fair,
| And thine eyes OF liquid blue.
The vision fades and anot er succeeds.
Thou art lying so wan and so weak
| In q darkeDed roOm-and thy voice Is faint,
| And the bloom Is gohe from thy cheek.
| Where now, oh where are the brow so fair
And the cheeks that were once so bright;
Ind the eyes with the tender hue of heaven
Oh! where are they all to nights
Lie softly. pure Snow, on her lonely bed,
And ye Winds. forget to rave.
As ye sweep on your frantic course, when "
come
To our Alce's lowlY grave.
Yst we ought not to sorrow for thee. sweet
Thou friend Of the by gone years,
FOR we know that the Joy ard the triumph
are thine,
Though ours are the grief and the tears.
| We rejocie that chan2cless Youth IL given
In Paradise unto thee,
For the Young may grow old on earth and In
time,
But not IN Eternity.
The scene is changed and dream that iii
Out under the open sky.
Above Is the shade OF u noble tree.
And green sward stretches right pleasantly
To = stream thai is gliding by.
And the Young hang about me, as once OIL
earih,
On the back and the arms of my chair;
Aud some are clustered about my knee
And behold dear Alice is there.
"Oh! Alice Rand It Is thou, sweet cnld9,
cry in glad surprise.
"Why, the bloom has come back to thv pslIIc
| cheeks
And the light TO thy larguld eyes"
Aud the deen blue eyes lock up to nine
In the never forgotten wtv.
And The tone OF her vUICr ;..r the very same
That we heard in the girlhoDd's day.
10. Teacher" she saith, 81 remember wei
| 1bc IOUg. long nights o. pain.
And the sinking sptlls, aud the struggles fol
| breath,
And tue touch Of The lee cold hand of De ath
But never shall feel them again"
A chime Of bell, on the midngi mir,
| Aud Il merry snou', aud ii Yiram
OF iup,ni,. Ut ~IrriIu, 'nN wIudnv through
| An, ,udirnIlY ~nke from my dean.
Az - j. ibIhH | II - sta. - IN
| "..n ,>rakurss, ru', "nIui-h a. IN.
| Ami iy.atn AZ the last, whIe SUE 10 AL rest
] Toe beautiful gates within.