Year: 1861

| sing of the joy, the hope, the fear.
That has crowned the path of the Old Year


gone,


And welcome with song the New Years


dawn.


We sit and think as the wild winds moan
Their requiem over the year that's gone,
Of hopes that burned, and of hearts that sung
With joy, when this fading year was young.
But the year is dying we hear the knen
That breaks from the throat of its funeral bell
And a tear will start in every eye
As we bid the kind old year good bye;
And the knell that breaks as the hours de.


part


Finds a mournful echo in every heart
For we loved it WELL this fading year,
1t came to bless, to soothe, to cheer
1t came to still the cry of grief
1t brought the signing ones relief
1t came to chase all clouds away
To cast the Olive in its way.
Good bye, Old Year, with all thy train
Of joys and SORROWS, cares and pain
Thy sweet May-morns, and thy summer


ewes


And the toll that bound thy Autumn sheayes
Good bye, Old Year, in thy robes of snow,
Slowly and sadly we see thee go.
But a voice that comes from the Throne


above,
Tells of future of light and love.
Thou hast made, Old Year, thy last report
To the august Judge of the Upper Court;
A record that tells of many pain,
OF aching hearts and weary brain
Of lives of every beauty shorn-
Of weary crosses nobly borne
Of fainting hearts, and grief's dark hour
Of the soul that bows to pomp and power
OF the smiles that deck the cheek of youth
Of tears DER the ruined shrine of truth
OF the sin and crime of slavery
Of the voice that bids the oppressed go free
And tells of the grace that has justified
The penitent's faith in the Crucifed.
The New Year comes in the hush of night,



And breezy voices greet the ear,
Bidding US each . Happy New Year.
Mercies she brings from the love of our God,
Duties and hopes, the stripe and the rod.
She bears in her hand an unwritten scroll,
To record the innermost life Of each soul,
The future she hides from mortal sight,
The past has sunk in oblivion's night
And the voice that speaks to US seems to say,
Thine is the present-6e arise today.
May the year that is dawning be glad and


bright


May it chase all clouds away
May our homes be happy, our hearts be light.
And the joy of this New Years day
Be only type of the joy that shall be
The portion aud pride of this g Land of the


Free"


May it be indeed the Land Of the Free !"
May Slayery's chains be riyen,
And to the brother at our side


May freedoms gifts be given.
One good work has the old year done,
And we bless him for it still,
And the promise that he made to us
viii the coming year fulfill.
And list the sound that tells US how
The Democratic party groaned,
When the word was spread throughout theil


ranks,


That Douglas was dethroned.
And bark the joyful sound that breaks
Eror, bo boor+ IF bor6 oDd
When the nation proves both strong and true,
To the cause of liberty.
And yet, God save our Union,


And bid the States to stand,
As side by side for years they've stood,
One free and happy land.
And now this New Years morning
We give our wishes true,
And pray its happy dawning


May with it bring to you
All peace and joy and plenty


And the love that works no i'll,
Pc yours to day-and evermore


Your cup with blessings fill.
This is to YOU, my patrons,


Who cheer me on my way;
And l hope for more substantial aid,
Upon this happy day.
With your homes so full of pleasure,
And your hearts so full of joy,
Isn't there something in your pocket
For your friend, the CARRIER Boy
This is the first New Years offering
The REPUBLICAN brings you,
A paper noted for its worth,


Its Leaders just and true.
And now the happy Carrier Boy


VIII only say, 4dieu.