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I |1 I i OLD AND NEW, I cannot Joy with those who hail The new-born year; I rather grieve with those who give The dead Old Year . A tender tear. The New--what know I of the New? I knew the Old! God's benison upon his corse, On which the mold Lies stiff and cold. Here in the shadow let me-stand And count them o'er. The blessings that he brought to me. A precious store--- I asked no more. He brought me health--a priceless boon To me and mine: He brought me plenty for my needs, And crowned my shrine Vith love divine. ' Ah! when I think--suffused with tears I feel my eyes-- Of all the dear delights he brought; Yet stark he lies '~eath Winter skies. Therefore I e~nnot hail wlxh JOy The new-born year: I rather grieve, with those who give The dead Old year A tender tear. ~L . L. , , I! I leaned back in the | | I up before hls sit- q~/~.~'~, r~.[ .I ting room fire at ) k- 2 b9 his D.ke street chambers in ~':'~.~/ don. The clock had ,truck 10, and the sonorous boom from Big Ben came floating over the [~reen park as a sort of benediction " Du the rapidly dying year. The roar Df the g~eat city without was not lack- ing in its element of melody, "and the noise of merry revelers in Piccadilly ~ompleted a strange yet fascinating tout ensemble. Passing down the retreat came three young men singing that 'old Southern song, 'Tee gwlne back to Dixey." The words and the melody startled Carson from the rev- erie into which he had fallen, Sitting upright in his chair, he said, aloud: "What memories that song recallsl How my loneliness grows upon me! What a fool I was ever to have in- dulged in the thing called love! But there, I've tasted the poison and must abide by the result. What's that re- sult? Pleasing? Why cannot I be of the gay throng outside? Here in this mighty crowded city I am as lonely as a man lost 19 a desert.~* He rose and, ~olng to the other side of the room, opened a cabinet and took from it a bundle of letters, some dozen. They .were faded and bore traces of much handling. After reading, he replaced them, and, walking to the photograph of a child on the wall, indulged in soliloquy. "l know you not, my sweet child, but your mother was always, and al- ways must he everything to me. How hard and cruel seems the world! Your mother and I parted tei long years ago this night, to meet again in two years time! What happened to pro- "cent us? I wrote many times, but no reply eYer reached me. Three years after we separated a letter came from her, and in it I read: 'Now that I am married, perhaps you will write.' Life 1maned a blank, and I came to Lon- don, a wayfarer, caring not what be- came of me. I turned to literature, and have been what people call suc- cessful. But what is success without the" power to experience that which makes it other than a metallic grati- fication? Eighteen months went by before I next heard from your mother. and then your photo only reached me, since when all has been silence! Your mother married a good man, and I r for her and for you, too. baby, that you may grow up in her foot- The circumstances under which his letters to, the girl went astray were to hint mysterious, but, as a matter of hat, easily explained. The girl was : tl~ daughter of a country lawyer, and he had made her acquaintance when Idle Was 8laying in a boarding house in Btoomsbury, in which he was also a lodger, Her reason for being in town was that' she might ~mprove a somewhat neglected education, an~d she. was taking singing lessons at a school of music in the neighborhood. An aunt took away this unwanted daughter from among the large famil~ at home, to t companion across the her of flightt- in the capa- first of Carson's cautious man and I I III I I . I II I when the aunt be- lieved she was ar- ranging a highly desirable engage- ment for her niece. and on the prin- ciple of dong wrong that good may come, sbe kept back the notes of this obviously poor suitor. Carson often felt desolate, hut never so utterly as then, and as he paced the floor the laughter lof t~e happy crowd seemed to mock him. He rang the bell and ordered some tea. The demure little maid l~oked at him, and, going down stairs, said: "Poor Mr. Carson, he looks so strange and miserable!" Returding, .she found hlm sitting In his chair gazing with half-closed eyes into the fire. Placing the tea on a small wicker table by his side, she at- tracted his attention by the question, "Anything else, sir?" "No," was the reply; "but, see, this is New Year's Eve. You've been a good servant to me. at least. Buy yoursell s~methlng," handing her a sovereign. The amount of the gift bereft the girl of the power of speech, and with a curtesy, eloquent in itself of gratitude, she left. Carson, sipping his tea, again solilo- quized. "It's now within an hour and a quarter of the New Year. What will that year bring into my life? It cannot bring the light of love and companionship. Tbe same round of weeks and mohth~, and so it will be to the end. Ten years ago, m Old Kentucky, we said 'Good-by.' It was a 'good-by' forever." Apostrophizing the absent woman, be continued: "Leila, Leila. to my grave I take with me the love I hear you. Why did we live to be parted so ruthlessly? What strange fate has so guided our destinies?" He turned to the story of-Evangeline and read of the sufferings of that heroic character. The reading soothed him and he fell asleep. The clocks were striking the twelfth stroke of midnight when he awoke. Ha'barely opened his eyes, tlen closed them again, and listened to the Joyous salutations of people meeting in the streets. He was not selfish, neither was he bad natured. No man who every truly loved can be altogether either. As he listened he said: "I wish for all a bright New Year. and Leila, my absent Lella, whom 1 shall never see again, may your life know no sorrow, may yours never be the aching heart, and may you be blessed in your children growing up around you. My Leila " He did not finish the sentence, but the tears came trickling down his cheeks as he realized his barren life. Then he hecame conscious that some one had come into the room and been a witness of his weakness and his sv cret~secret because society said Wal- ter Carson carried his heart on his sleeve and was incapable Of deep aftec- lion. So sitting up .and turning round he was startled to see seated on a chair a tall lady, clad in deep mourn- ing and veiled so heavily that he was unable to distinguish her face. "Madam," he inquired, too taken aback even to get up, "I should like to know why I am thus honored?" "I came in with the New Year. Not an omen of ill-luck, I hope," replied a musical voice: "but I first want to know if Walter Carson Is not an as- sumed name?" "Why do you ask such a question?" "For the best of good reasons, and as you will not tell me. perhaps you ~..., "I KNOW YOU NOT, SWEETCHILD." will allow me to say that I think your real name is Herber~ Wilton," pro- ceeded the mysterious stranger, Carson was utterly unprepared for this, and his surprise was painfully manifest. Appearing not to notice It, the lady went on: "You are unhappy, I know, Mr. Wil- ton. I shall not call you Mr. Carson. I am certain of it, because I was watch- ing you for ten minutes before you opened your eyes. Can I be of any help to you?'" "I don't usderstand you, madam," answered Carson. "I have no trouble, at least none that you could assist me In." "Has It any connection with an old love affair?" very slowly asked the veiled visitor. "I must decline tO discuss my Pri- vate matters with an utter stranger," ~eplied Carson. Jumping up. 'Am I an utter strana~, Herbert?" I responded the stranger, also rising, and as she did so throwing back her veil. "Leila!" gasped Carson, looking incredulously into her face. "Yes, Lella." was the answer whis- pered, while her arms stole round his neck, "come back to you with the New Year, never to leave your side until it so pleases God." Then they sat down and she told him how, three years before, after be- ing left a widow, she determined to find out what had become of the s~eet- heart of her younger days. How, by a chapter of happy accidents, she learned that he was in London. How, on knowing this, she hurried over land and sea, and Just at the birth of the New Year entered his room. She saw the tears fall from his eyes, heard her name m~entloned, and his blessing go out to her. All doubts were then at an end. "My children will be here by the next boat, and you must b'e to them a father. Now I must go, as I'm weary with the excitement of the day." Carson drove her to her hotel, and to him the New Year bells never seemed to have rung such merry peals. They rang into his llfe a New Year is every sense. A few days later there was a quiet marriage, and on the fol-~ lowing New Year's Eve, as Carson and "I CAME IN WITH THE NEW YEAR.': his wife listened to the hour of mid- night strike, they thought, with hearts full of love and gratitude, of the.Joy- ous meeting twelve months before. Hopes of the Future. With the coming of the New Year all our hopes of future good for our- selves and for humanity at large re, receive a t~ew impulse and an accession of power. If we are alive to the wide extension of knowledge, the conquest of the material world, the imminence of new and important discoveries and changes which shall make the possibil- ities of life more interesting nd beau. tiful, we cannot but rejoice that we are born into this wonderful epoch. Tennyson's poem, written in the flush of young manhood, voiced the scien- tific fact in eloquence that can never be forgotten, but the thoughts Of men are widened by the process of the suns. It Is truly to the thoughts of men that we owe all the triumphs of civil- ization, the triumphs of religion, art, industry and science, as in the last re- sort all that is and all that we hope for resides in tke thoughts df men and in the feelings and emotions which give birth to these thoughts, and be- tween which there is such a constant Interaction. ~elanelng Our Books, When the year is ended and the' final summing up of accounts is finish- ed, it is comforting to look back and to be able to say, in all sincerity, that we have dqne the best we could for our- selves and for those about us. It is more than comforting tO see that we have gained something, that our ef- forts have been crowned~wlth success, and that we are by this advance- ment enabled to score a victory, even though it may be trifling, over ad- verse circumstances..It encourages us to redouble our efforts to make a bet- ter showing for the years to come, to so order our affairs that this season's gain will be but the beginning of bet- ter things, and that the great and grand fabric of bur future may rise. ever increasing, ever more and more brutiful, and end in a noble, manly, womanly, Christian. symmetrical char- acter that will make its possessor kLown and honored of all men. o the Yonng. While the opening of the New Year ta a significant season for persons of all ages, it is especially so to the young and those in early maturity. There is so much ahead of the youngsters; so much for them to look frward to, to hope for, achieve; so much that will help them to make their lives worth living, and to make the world the bet- ter for their having lived in it. Welcome the ,new year. Welcome its work, its cares, its responsibil!tles. it~ trials, crosses, losses, sorrow~ and bereavements. Welcome its work, because it is only by work that we achieve success~ and make ourselves strong for the ~oils and tas~ that are to come, Welcome its cares, for they are the world's educators, developers and teachers, and they lead us into those waYs of prudence, thoughtful, ness and moderation which are the forerunners of prosperity and plenty, --H. S. C. Brace Up! Aeqult yo"rselves like men; Swear off ! And don't swear on a~al~, --L. A. W. Bulletin. J[[ I I garded as a genuinely capable states- man and eminently qualified to pre- side over the national council which initiates all legislation~ in the little mountain state. He Is a leader in the conservative party, although he is known to hold tolerant and even liber- al views in matters of great weight. Dr. Zemp is 67 years old, and is a native of Entlebuch. Lucerne. One year ago he was elected vice president, and he comes into his present office by virtue of the unwritten law that the vice president shall succeed to the highest office, providing his services in the subordinate positions have been satisfactory to the people. As vice I)resident he was head of the depart- ment of state railways and telegraphs, where he was well tested in the art of the government. He was elected over two opposing candidates. BIBLE GIVEN TO THE AMEER. Abdur Rahman thought much about religious problems. It is not, however, generally known that he was the poe, sessor of a copy of the new testament In Loewenthars erudite translation into Pushtu. which was forwarded to him by the Rev. Worthington Jukes of the Church Missionary society, sta- tioned in the Punjab, just after the great durbar held at Rawal Pindl by the Marquis of Duftertn and Ava, as viceroy, in 1884. Acknowledging this the ameer wrote says the London Telegraph, in his own hand, to Mr. Jukes: "I received your letter. You had regretted therein that you had been unable to see me, and that, through want of leisure, you could not. For my part I am exceedingly sorry that, during my present visit to the Indian frontier, I had not the op- portunlty of seeing the most learned and intellectual of the British king- dom. Everything has Its own allotted time, The copy of the blble which you have sent I have received, and I accept it with great reverence. Though we have nothing to do with all that is written therein, yet we respect it, ac- cepting it as a book handed to us by God. I shall take extracts of all those verses which fully correspond with those of our koran, besides~ all such passages as are interesting; I shall act upon them; I have had the greatest pleasure in receiving this present, which is the best of all." MAY BE POPE LEftS eUOOESSOR. Cardinal Gotti is discussed on every side in Rome as the successor to the papal throne. Muc~ color is lent to this report by the fact that the great Carmelite was recently called in con- sultation by Pope Leo, who requested to be le~t absolutely alone with his favorite cardinal. The two were clos- eted together for two hours. The pe- culiar Inslstanee of the pope on per- fect privacy is regarded as giving sig- nificant meaning to the intervieW, and the general opinion is that the pope has definitely and finally selected his favorite as P~me candidate for the l~tI~tcY. Cardinal Gotti ig 67~years old. India the Lend of Rsporta India is the land of reports. There a monthly, quarterly, half-yearly. annual plague of them. There is uo country, probably, in which so many useless reports are written and so few read. In one province the chief busi- ness of the local government consists of dunning Its Officers for statistics and reports, and in compiling them from volumes for the delusion of the su- preme government. More than one, half of the time and energy of every civil officer is taken up In writing, _ ' I I I I Anedymn8 I t I .m,.at,o. b,. I| ~" I _ IU~_~___~ I ~ I Government I i I Expert''