POETRY
... POEBTRY.' . , NE W YEAR WISHES. A hiss for tho lips now muto and eold, A rose for the monud above their mould, A tear for the happy days that were, A staff for the burdens sad hearts bear Such are the themes that minstrels sing, Such are the thoughts that New Years bring! These are the thungs for which we sigh; These are the sobs of the days gone by. A hope for the meetings soon to coie, A ...