The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1900-04-12

big, powerful man like his brother, the
large boned Dane. and II seemed very
pitiful thing that he should be lying
there like a baby when his muscles
were as powerful as ever. The brother
was In the room with the injured man.
and he said to him:
"Olaf, Mr.. Hardy come to see you"
Hardy Hardyw queried the man
In peevish tone. "What 90 l know
! him to beY
''The manager. The one who donate
SO really much moneys to you"
"Ahw with an indescribable accent
He make me work on Sunday. He
lose me my two eyes. A bad man.
Sword. l will no have anything to do
with him."
And the old descendant Of thousand
kings turned his face to the wall and
would not even so much as make mo-
ton toward his visitor. His brother
offered rude apology. Mr.. Hardy re-
piled in low tone:
Say nothing about it. deserve all
your brother says. But for good rea-
son wish Olaf would say he forgives
me-"
Mr.. Hardy came nearer the bed and
spoke very earnestly and as II he had
known the man intimately:
Il did you great wrong to order the
work on Sunday and in not doing my
duty concerning the inspection of the
machinery. have come to say so and
to ask your forgiveness l may never
see you again. win you say to me.
Brother, forgive your"
There was moment of absolute
passivity on the part Of the big fellow;
then a very large and brawny hand
was extended. and the blind man said:
Yes, l forgive. We learned that in
the old Nble at Svendorf."
Mr.. Hardy laid his hand in the other.
and his lips moved in prayer of hum
BILE thanksgiving. What, Robert Hardy!
Is this that proud man who only the
day before was so lifted up with self
ishness that he could coldly criticise
his own minister for saying that peo-
pie ought to be more Christlike? Are
you standing here In this poor mans
house which two days ago you would
not have deigned to enter and beseech-
ing him as your brother In the great
family of God to forgive you for what
you have done and left undone7 Yes;
you have looked into the Face Of Eter-
nifty; you realize now what life really
means and what souls are really
worth.
He went out after a few words with
the family and saw all the other injur-
ed men. BY the time he had finished
these visits It was dark. and he eager
ly turned home. exhausted with the
days experience, feeling as II he had
lived in q new world and at the same
time wondering at the rapidity with
which the time had fed
He sighed almost contentedly to him
self as he thought Of the evening with
his family and how he would enjoy 1t
after the disquiet Of the day. His wife
was there to greet him. and Alice and
Clara and Bess chung about him a. he
took of his coat and came into the
beautiful room where q cheerful nre
was blazing. VIII came down stairs
as his father came In. and In the brief
interval before supper was ready Mr..
Hardy related the scenes of the day.
They were all shocked to hear OF
Scoville's death. and Mrs. Hardy at
once began to discuss some plans for
relieving the family. Bess volunteered
to give up half her room to one Of the
children. and Alice quietly outlined
plan which Immediately appeared to
her father businesslike and feasible.
was announced. and they all sat down.
"Where Is GeorgsT asked Mr. Hardy.
Ordinarily he would have gone on with
the meal without any reference to the
boy, because he was 50 often absent
from the table. Tonight he felt an ir-
resistible longing to have all his chill.
dren with him.
HE said he was invited out to sup
per with the Bfamlsys," said CLARA.
Mr.. Hardy received ths announce
ment In silence. He felt the bitterness
Of such indifference on the part Of his
older son. "What~ he said to himself.
when he knows I had such q little
while loft, could he not be at homer
Then almost Immediately flashed int
him the self reproach even stronger
than his condemnation Of bis boy.
How much have l done for him these
last ten years to win his love and pre-
tect him from evilY
After supper Mr.. Hardy sat down BY
his wife, and In the very act he blush
ed with shame at the thought that he
! could not recall when he had spent an
evening thus He looked into her face
and asked gently:
"Mary, what do you want me to dor
Shall l read as we used to in the old
daysT
mo; let us talk together" replied
Mrs. Hardy. bravely driving back her
tears. II cannot realize what It all
means have been praying all day.
Do you still have the impression you
had this morning"
"Mary, am II anything even more