The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser., 1922-12-29

Brims over with the silv'ry radiance
Across Tahosa Valley looms Longs Peak,
"King of the Rockies" with its tow'rlng crown
Atop its monstrous dark grim precipice
A-glitter in the food of silver light.
Behind me rise The Twins to timberllne
Recumbent in silhouette as If carved
BY the chisel of the Master Sculptor
part and parcel of perfect whole
Planned by the Master Architect himself
Perfected through the ages by His will
That with sheer beauty makes the heart to ac'e'
The hours pass on. The moon sinks and Is gone
Myriad stars that blaze like beacon fires
Take up the watch the weary moon has quit.
The Old Year passes out; comes IN the We"
Without a sound, token or sign
There is no hint of life. Can it be true
The sun will shine again and day come back
And life leap in the glad green spring once more
And Time grant unto US another yearf
And now is staged with ceremonious pomp
The recurrent miracle of the dawn
In setting worthy of the Masters art,
With glories worthy of the glad New Year:
Behind The Sisters grows a pearly glow;
The Kings o'ertopping crown glows ruby red;
Low-Iying clouds in The Pass to the south
Are shot with gold; the skyline of the pines
Against their glory stands raggedly out.
The rim of great golden disk thrusts up
Above the slhouetted Sisters crest.
Deer Meadow, Meeker, Lady Washington,
Battle, Lily and Estes Cone change white
For rose tints Wooded slopes doff black for
green.
The Sisters, as the sun mounts in the sky,
Call back their shadows from the Valley foo-.
A breeze wakes up and dances forth to help
The trees shake off their burdning robes of white
crested jay fits in a shelt'ring pine
snowshoe rabbit goes sedately past
And makes the first mark the untracked snow.
Across Tahosa Valley smoke goes up
Blue chimney-smoke that tells of kindled hearth.
With family astir and life and lovei
And there stands Longs-unchanged unchange-
able!
Now know glad spring shall come again.
Summer time, harvest time another year.
And so is born to us this glad New Year.
Nineteen Twenty-three Ammo Dominj j.
"In the Year of Our Lord the Son of God,
Who taught man, "Do as ye would be done BY"
Who died upon the cross to mankind.
There is an old saying and wise: Let the dead
past bury its dead!' It's wisdom, however, lies
largely in what it really rather than In what
It actually says. For burial does not mean both
burying and forgetting. And it should not. What
the adage means is this:
Lets turn over a new leaf on New Years day,
1923, and try to make better looking page than
did in 1927!
SUM-" Certain it is that we are digging up records
nowadays that show human nature to have been
about the same in 1000 B. c. that it is now. So
doubtless man has been making New Years reso
lutions ever since there any New Years day.
And doubtless he has been breaking them just rs
regularly And doubtless the cynics and the pes
smists and the professional jokers have been
laughing over the performance through the ages
Nevertheless, this recurring New Years per-
fornlance Is lot more than merely the material
for a Jest In fact it is of the things that
keeps alive the faith In human nature and the
hope that the world is progressing year by year
toward better things.
There are of course, many foolish people who
live only to eat drink and be merry And there
are the predatory ones, who take what they want
If they can get it. But most people believe in
q future life and are always trying, often vaguely
and half-unconsciously, to live the kind of life
that seems to them fit to survive. Hence their
New Years resolutions. Many man in his heart
en- New Years day would be, with Robert Brown
ing,