Zake Inion eraid quot In due season we shall reap if we faint not quot VOL XI Bt RRIEN SPRINGS MICH Good Night Good Morning Good night old year We lay thee down to rest And fold thy passive hands upon thy breast Thy brow is furrowed deep with care and pain No loss we grieve nor wish thee back again For thy dead hopes and for thy love of right We give thee a caress and say Good night Good morning glad new year The dawn of grace Of courage hope and