Cahe inionaerald quot In due season we shall reap if we faint not quot VOL XI BERRIEN SPRINGS MICH WEDNESDAY AUGUST No The Web of Our Lives There are days in our lives when our hearts seem filled With utter confusion and pain And into the darkness of heavy hearts Comes naught but the fall of rain And the web of our lives stretches onward In a tangled mass of threads And our God has forgotten and stoops not toward The sad and bowed down heads O