Zahe inion eraid quot In due season we shall read if we faint not quot VoL XI BERRIEN SPRINGS MICH WEDNESDAY JANUARY The Burden quot God quot I cried quot why may I not forget These halt and hurt in life apos s hard battle Throng me yet Am I their keeper Only I To bear This constant burden of their grief and care Why must I suffer for the others apos sins Would God my eyes had never opened been quot And the Thorn crowned and Patient One