The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1906-01-01

salute ye also; ye under whose por-
tails passed Shem and Ham and
Japhet and the elephant and the ksp-
garoo; ye from who's, upper windows
still fly forth the doves of peace,
soaring the earth around. We salute
you all, and pray that He who rules
the year may rule it happily for you.
Irrigated Mince Pie and the Season
of Collapse.
Old-fashinoed Southern Christmas
mince pie, irrigated with Cognae
brandy! And you wobble. Your head
wobbles, and your legs wobble, and
all your members wobble. And the
wreckage Of the children's toys be-
gins to float up on the high tide of
the mornings sweeping, and to be
discovered along the coast line of sof-
as and nursery beds. E1hortations
to good will, good cheer, patience,
philosophy, humility, charity and all
the Christian virtues are far more
needed during this period Of collapse
than during the season Of excitement
and hurry.
And yet this very wreckage repre-
sents the best Of all the Christmas in
vestments. Christmas times are bliss
full epochs with the child make its
early memories. If the baby is to
live we can, any Of US, we'll afford to
spend all we can rake and scrape to
give it happy memories Of US, and of
these times, to carry into manhood,
womanhood or old age. The only real
provision we can make for the future
is in human hearts and memories, in
Guiding our own. We cannot know
what is coming, whether death here
or there, or the breaking up and scat
tering Of families, or bitterness and
estrangement. Whatever it is to be,
we can plant at Christmas time in the
hearts Of children love and gratitude
and happy memories to blossom and
live for them and us during all the
years of our lives.
"Ring Out the Old Ring in the New
The bell that on Tuesday night next
will toll the death Of the old year will
bring sad memories Of the past to
many, but, let us hope, to many others
it will strike brighter note, and sug-
gest four Of the noblest lines ever
penned:
"Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow
The old year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true
The New Year! There is magic
the sound, associated as it is with 4
that is bright and jubilant and exhil
rating-with all that is radiant 4
hope and joyous in anticipation.
The New Year, rising like soR
Phoenix from the ashes Of the ded
past, the inheritor Of all the pass
gathered treasures and cherlshd
gifts giving promise of something
yet nobler and brighter-richer ble-
ings yet in store, purer joys to e
realized. !
The New Year, radiant with ste
golden exhalations Of the morn II
we would not dispel the bright vlslos
that attend its coming, or lift the my
terious veil that shuts in the lgts
and shadows Of the coming years.
"Oh, blindness to the future k1nd
given" \.
Bright and happy New Year! "
would still indulge the illusions {
hope and come what may, we WI.
strive to receive its gifts with graft
tude, and to bear its trials with resle
nation. Cheered by an unfalterln'
trust that He who guides the rolling;
year, controls its seasons and direct
it's issues, will order all things we'll.
Bright and happy New Year
Standing to-day upon its portals, wit
brighter hopes and stouter hearts, le
us lay our gifts upon the altar, an
consecrate ourselves anew to thI
faithful discharge of the duties tina
lie before US.
And hAw this. You bave heard 1t De
fore. If you live you will feel 1t:
"When I remember all