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Show The Unseen Tragedies. This world is filled with tragedies. Many of them we brush against daily and know nothing of them. W. II. Cromer is walking the streets and seeing to his business, and if peoplo see any Unlfi 1 change in bim from tho genial, generous man of jgafj I five or ten years ago, they ascribe it to increasing lfff i ifl years. They do not know, for he does not burden j k M the world with his sorrows. But two weeks ago j mm.', I his wife was stricken and in a few hours died, j Hkj M and that wife as schoolmate, sweetheart and j H1H M wife had been walking by his side for fifty-three iHl H years, and tho separation was tho breaking of i mflf heart-strings that had become so Intertwined that j ' mm I M to rend them was a blow to life itself. And now I ! fflk i Bj while greeting friends or attending to business, IBL H it is but a mechanical habit, and all the time his gffiL M memory is unrolling before him the panorama of j g H his life and thd1 picture stops suddenly at a new- j ; fflfi&.l made grave, and then begins again with youth 'lUfH H and hope and a love unspeakable, and moves on j fflij i fl until youth vanishes, hope becomes chastened by ifSifl B misfortunes, but tho love remains until it comes ffyIP- I again to that now-made grave. And so his brain 'tfai moves in that circle through all his waking hours, I jsH H and men "who meet him cannot see the picture llgHp ' H nor know how his heart is aching. II8Iv 1 |