Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1879-11-13

--Rafher n heavy burden, isn't it, my
hoyg'
Clarence Spencer, 10 whom the words had
hcen addressed turned from the ledger, and
looked towards the speaker. Clarence was
Young mAn-nOi more than five and
I~enty-and he was book-keeper TO Mr..
solomon N&rdle, a pleasant face, keen
eyed man Of fifty, who had spoken
"A heavy burden, isn't Clarence Z" the
merchant repeated
And s-ill the young man was silent. His
looks indicated that he did not compre-
lrcnd He had been for some time bending
over the ledger, with his thoughts far away;
and that his thoughts were not pleasant
ones, WAS evident enough from the gloom
ON his handsome face.
MY dear boy, the burden is not only
heavy now, but il viii grow heavier and
heavier the longer YOU carry IL
Mr. Wardle, donOt comprehend you. 4"
%,Ah- Clarence"
Il certainly no not
Didn't cal 81 your house for you this
m0rningg"
Clarence nodded assent.
-.And didn't see and hear enough to re-
veal 10 me the burden that You took with
yOuwhenyOuleftl Youmust remember, my
boy, that am older than YOU are, and that
/ have been through the mill. You find
your burden heavy; and I've no doubt that
Sarah's heart Is as heavily laden IS your
own
And then Clarence Spencer understood :;
and the mornings scene was present with
him, as II had been present with him since
leaving home On that morning he had a
dispute with his wife Il had occurred at
the breakfast table There is no need of
reproducing the scene. Suffice il TO say
that il had come of a mere nothing, and
had grown cause Of anger. The first had
been n look and tone; then fash of I'M
Tatience; then rising Of the voice; then
another lock; the voice grew higher; the
reason was unhinged; passion gained sway
and the twain lost sight of the warm, en-
during love that lay smitten and aching
down deep i'm their hearts, and felt for the
time only the passing tornado. And Clar-
tnce remembered that Mr.. Wardle had en-
tered the house and caught a sight OF the
Storm
And Clarence Spencer thought Of one
thing more; he thought how miserably un-
happy ne had been sn the morning and he
knew not how long his burden Of unhap-
piness was TO be borne,
Honesty, Clarence, isn't it heavy and
thankless burden Z"
The book-keeper knew that his employel
was his friend, and that ne was a true-heart.
ed Christian man; and, after pause, he an.
swered- E[Tes- Mr.. Wardle, it is a heavy
burden"
stNy boy, am going 10 venture upon a
hit Of fafherly counsel hope shall moi
offend.n
Not Al AT, said Clarence. He WINGED
little. as though the probing gave him
new pain
In the FIRST place, pursuedthe old man,
with 0uiver Of emotion in his voice, 'tyou
love your wifeG"
Love herf Yes, passionately."
'tAnd do you think she loves you in re.
turng"
Il don't think anything about it
E59ogC-"
You Esaouc she loves youG~
S<Tes'n
Then YOU must admit that the trouble
lof this morning came from mo ill-feeling Al
heart gn
~<0f course not.
1T was but surface-squSll, which you
ali leas1- are very s0Iyg"
Am0meut's hesitation, and then-''Ie Ies
YES am heartily sorry"
Vow mark me, Clarence, and answc
huuczly,-Donf You think your wife is a
sorTy as You zreR"
- cannot doubt n. y
And don't you think she is suffering al
This timeF7'
Yes"
s'Ecywel Let that pass You know
sine = be4ring her part OF the burden p
~EeS know that-"
~.And nUv. my boy, do YOU comprehend
where the hsSvies part Of this burden i
loagedR"
Clxrsnoe looked upon his inicrlOcutol
wgnaeringly.