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George C. Burmeister diary, 1864
1864-01-01
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January 1864 Friday 1 Hail glorious year, thou harbinger of peace and union, I look upon thee with unbounded joy, for I believe thou bearest in thy folds peace and a united country, which precious gifts thou wilt soon present to our suffering anxiously, and patiently waiting people. O, if thou dost bring no other blessings how grateful we will be to thee, thy name shall be recorded in letters of lights in our country's history, and shall ever be reverently mentioned by interminable ages to come. Gradually thou [wilt?] unroll thy stores to us, no one will know what thou dost intend for him until it is within his reach. I wish I could lift thy mystic veil and behold thee as thou art, but this can never be, and I can not tell what good or evil thou wilt bestow on me. God alone can tell what thou hast for me. I hope for the best and live happily in ignorance hoping that no evil may come upon me, that I may have the gratification of saying that thou, the year A.D. 1864 wast the happiest of my life. How many are now hailing thee with unbounded gladness, who will perhaps ere thou hast seen thy course, curse thee for the innumerable disappointments, and much suffering which thou hast inflicted on them. While others who look with distrust upon thee because they have suffered many ills last year, will thank thee for the numerous blessings which thou hast bestowed on them. O, let me beseech thee to deal gently with all nations especially with ours.
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January 1864 Friday 1 Hail glorious year, thou harbinger of peace and union, I look upon thee with unbounded joy, for I believe thou bearest in thy folds peace and a united country, which precious gifts thou wilt soon present to our suffering anxiously, and patiently waiting people. O, if thou dost bring no other blessings how grateful we will be to thee, thy name shall be recorded in letters of lights in our country's history, and shall ever be reverently mentioned by interminable ages to come. Gradually thou [wilt?] unroll thy stores to us, no one will know what thou dost intend for him until it is within his reach. I wish I could lift thy mystic veil and behold thee as thou art, but this can never be, and I can not tell what good or evil thou wilt bestow on me. God alone can tell what thou hast for me. I hope for the best and live happily in ignorance hoping that no evil may come upon me, that I may have the gratification of saying that thou, the year A.D. 1864 wast the happiest of my life. How many are now hailing thee with unbounded gladness, who will perhaps ere thou hast seen thy course, curse thee for the innumerable disappointments, and much suffering which thou hast inflicted on them. While others who look with distrust upon thee because they have suffered many ills last year, will thank thee for the numerous blessings which thou hast bestowed on them. O, let me beseech thee to deal gently with all nations especially with ours.
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