The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1900-05-10
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CHAPTER NJ.


dismay. Mr.. Hardy bowed his head
and groaned. Mrs. Hardy. almost BE-
side herself with grief and terror. few
to the side Of the girl and. with be-
seeching cries aud caresses, tried to
bring back to consciousness the mind
that for moment or two had cleaned
with reason and then had gone back
into the obscurity and oblivion Of that
mysterious condition In which 1t had
been lying for three days. but all In
vain. The eyes were closed: the form
was rigid. The others. George and
viii and Bess, grew pale. and Bess
cried. almost for the first time since
the strange week began. Robert was
the first to break the grief with quiet
word. He raised his head. saying:
81 do not believe Clara Is going to
die when do"
"Why. father, what makes you think
that?" cried Alice.
~ don't know. can't give any ex.
act reason. | only know that | don't
believe 1t will happen"
God grant that she may be spared
to u.s." said Mrs. Hardy. "Oh. Rob-
ert. it Is more than | can bear! Only
today and tomorrow left. 1t can't be
real. have battled against your
dream all the week. 1t was dream
only. will not believe it to he any.
thing else. You are not i'll. There Is
no indication that you are going to die.
will not, cannot. believe it! God
is too good. And we need you now
Robert. Let us pray God for mercy"
Robert shook his head sadly, but
firmly.
mo, Mary: cannot resist an i'm.
preston so strong that cannot call II
anything but a conviction Of reality;
that somehow. In some way, shall be
called away from you Sunday night |
have struggled against 1t. but II grows
upon me even more firmly. God Is
merciful. do not question his good.
ness. How much did deserve even
this week Of preparation after the life
l have livedl And the time will not
be long before we shall all meet there.
God grant that 1t may be an unbroken
company"
Mr.. Hardy spoke as any one In his
condition could. The children drew
about him lovingly. Bess climbed into
his lap. She laid her face against her
fathers face. and the strong man Sob
bed as he thought Of all the years of
neglected affection In that family cir.
Gle. The rest of the evening was spent
in talking over the probable future.
George. who seemed thoroughly hum.
bled now. listened respectfully and
even tearfully to his fathers counsel
concerning the direction Of business
and family matters.
The boy was going through strug.
gle with himself which was apparent
to all in the house. Ever since his
mother had seen him kneeling down In
the night watch he had shown differ.
ent spirit. 1t remained to be seen
whether he had really changed or
whether he had been for the time be-
ing frightened into little goodness.
Saturday morning found the Hardys
weary with the agitation of the week.
but bearing about strange excite
ment which only the prospect Of the
fathers approaching death or removal
could have produced.
Robert could not realize that his
week was almost at an end. Why. 1t
seemed but yesterday that he had
dreamed after the Sunday evening
service!
AS on every other day. he asked him.
self the question, What shall do?"
Only until he had prayed could he
answer the question. Then the light
came. Who says prayer is merely a
form? 1t is going to God for wisdom
and getting it. 1t is crying out for
light, and, 10. the darkness fees. 1t
is spreading out our troubles and our
joys and our perplexitles and our needs
and finding God himself the best pos
sible answer to them all.
Robert Hardy was finding this out
lately, and it was the one thing that
made possible to him the calmness Of
the last two days allotted him.
The day was spent in much the same
way that the other days had been
spent. He went down to his Office
about 10 o'clock and after coming
home to lunch went down again with
the intention Of getting through all the
business and returning home to spend
the rest of the time with the family.
Along toward 3 o'clock. when the rou
tine work Of the shops was disposed
Of, the manager felt an irresistible de-
sire to speak to the men in his employ.
They numbered about 800 in his de-
partment, and he knew how impossible
1t would be for him to speak to them
individually. He thought minute
and then called Burns in and gave an
order that made the foreman stare in
the most undisguised wonder.
shut down the works for a little
while and ask the men to get together
in the big machine shop. want to
speak to them"
Burns had been astonished 80 often
this week that, although he opened his
mouth to say something, he did not