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" THE KING IS DEAD— LONG LIVE THE KING." 1900.

Farewtll to you, Old Year, departed for ever, With our joys and our sorrows, our hopea

and our fears. Old Friend, we have loved you, but best friends must sever, Our unal is divided 'twixt smiles and 'twist

tears. ■ Farewell to you, Old Year ; we hailed you with gladness, ' We all hoped that you had for us blessings

in store. Alas! lor cur hopes, they withered in sadness, Like autumn leaves, faded, to return never

move. Farewell to you, Old year, you took from our keeping Dear comrades we loved, still you bore them

away. They left us for ever in spite of our weeping, To awake in God's timo in a pure perfect

day. W-i think of you kindly, though you brought us sorrow, There is much in the past both to comfort

and cheer. Wo look forward with hope to a better to-mor-row, To that bright bonnie youngster, the Happy,

New Year. Ail hail to the New Year, but 'twill not be all pleasure, We are sure to have seasons of trouble and

pain. The good that comes to us we gladly will treasure, The sun shineth brightly, then falleth the

rain. All hail to the New Year, so gladsome and* ' cheery,* ' Like a, King he is crowned with the earth's

brightest flowers. We eing New Year praises, and never grow weary, Sure life has for ua still some bright pleasant

hours. All hail to the New Year, . oui watchword i»

Duty. , Be generous ; befriend any comrade in needOur life work will then be possessed of true

beauty, Mankind will be better for each kindly deed. "What the New Year may bring us, we must feel right surely That whatever God sendeth 'tis Ho that knows beat. Be honest, be faithful, and strive tp live purely, We may one day enter into His peaceful —CATHERINE L. INNBS, Welin^ton, December 80. 11329,

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Otago Witness, Issue 2391, 28 December 1899, Page 58

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" THE KING IS DEAD—LONG LIVE THE KING." 1900. Otago Witness, Issue 2391, 28 December 1899, Page 58

" THE KING IS DEAD—LONG LIVE THE KING." 1900. Otago Witness, Issue 2391, 28 December 1899, Page 58