Midnight draws on apace, and while some welcome with revelry the advent of the New Year, others stray in the land of dreams, and allow it to approach unheralded.
Ladies over 30 years of age take on a grim look about the jaw, and bend with a deadly glitter in their eyes over the article in the Sunday paper that treats of “How to avoid wrinkles,” and sadly shake their heads when they read that Madame Bonjour, the famous French beauty, kept young and lovely until after 110 years of age by using Bunker’s Bunco Balm.
The New Year brings to them sad prospects of another gray hair, or a crow’s foot around the eye.
To the little folks the season is but a prolongation of Christmas, and they welcome the turning over of the new leaf without a misgiving.
Would that we all might trace a record upon it as fair as that their chubby hands will scrawl.
Happy New Year to all.
(Houston Daily Post, Wednesday morning, January 1, 1896.)