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114 A NEW tear’s COLLOQUY WITH TIME. 
repentant erring ones are seeking at the only place 
for forgiveness, and atoning for the past by a life 
of rectitude and virtue. 
“ Think, too, while ye would seek cause to com¬ 
plain of me, how little ye know: think of all the 
gladness and joy which I bring to men’s hearts. 
Children are born into the world, and O, what an 
inexpressible flood of delight rushes through the 
parent’s heart, as he traces in imagination the dim, 
distant future! and how are his days and nights 
filled with blissful hopes of seeing them live and 
grow up around him, to cheer and to bless his later 
years! If I draw wrinkles upon the brow of age, 
I cause the roses to bloom brighter upon beauty’s 
cheek. If I destroy, I also make alive. If I 
brush into oblivion some records of the past, I go 
with the man who searcheth after knowledge, and 
from my age and experience, his own soul is ex¬ 
panded, and he becomes a blessing to his race.” 
Just so far had Time spoken when the clock 
struck twelve ; and with the determination to profit 
by his teachings, I wished him a Happy New 
Year, and fell asleep. ANOir> 
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