The weekly Iberian. (New Iberia, La.) 1894-1946, 1922-12-30

Brims over with the silv'ry radiance
Across Tahosa Valley looms Longs Peak,
King of the Rockies" with its tow'ring crown
Atop it's monstrous, dark, grim precipice
A-glitter In the flood of silver light
Behind me rise The Twins to timberne,
Recumbent In ilhouette as If carved
BY the chisel of the Master Sculptor
A part and parcel Of a perfect whole
Planned by the Master Architect himself,
Perfected through the ages by His will
That with sheer beauty makes the heart to ache.
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 new
Without a sound, a token 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 moro
And Time grant unto us another year?
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 pearly glow;
The Kings oertopping crown gows ruby redi
Low-lyng 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 a great golden disk thrusts up
Above the silhouetted 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 floor.
A breeze wakes up and dances forth to help
The trees shake off their burdning robes of white.
crested jay fits in a sheltring pine.
A snowshoe rabbit goes sedately past
And makes the first mark the untracked snow.
Across Tahosa Valley smoke goes up
Bre chime -smoke that tells Of klndled hearth,
With family astir and life and love!
And there stands Longs-unchanged, unchange-
able!
Now l know glad spring shall come again.
Summer time harvest time. another year.
And so is born to us this glad New Year,
Nineteen Twentythree Ammo Domini-
"In tine Year of Our Lord" the Son of God,
Who taught man, DO 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 1t really means rather than In what
1t actually says For burial does not mean both
burying and forgetting. And 1t should not What
the adage means Is this:
LETS turn new leaf on New Years day,
1928 and try to make better looking page than
we did in 1927"
There Is said to be mo new thing under the
sun" Certain 1t is that we are digging up records
nowadays that show human nature to have been
about the same In 1000 B. c. that 1t is now So
doubtless man has been making New Years reso-
lutions ever since there was any New Years day.
And doubtless he has been breaking them Just as
regularly. And doubtless the cynics and the pes
simsts and the professional jokers have been
laughing over the performance through the ages.
Nevertheless this recurring New Years per.
Torrance is lot more than merely the material
for Jest. In fact. 1t Is one 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
. future life and are always trying often vaguely
and halfunconsciously, to live the kind Of life
that seems to them fit to survive Hence their
New Years resolutions Many man in his heart
on New Years day would be. with Robert Brown
ing.