Sorrow in Christian J. R. Miller Sooner or later, sorrow comes
to every home. No conditions of wealth or culture or social
standing, or even of religion, can exclude it. When two young
people come from the marriage-altar, and set up their new home,
it seems to them that its joy never can be disturbed, that grief
can never reach their hearts in that charmed spot. For a few
years, perhaps, their fond dream remains unbroken. The flowers
bloom into still softer beauty and richer fragrance; the music
continues light and joyous, with no minor cords; the circle is
unbroken; children grow up in the tender atmosphere, blessing
the home with their love and lovableness; the household life
flows on softly and smoothly, like a river, gathering in breadth
and depth as it flows. In other homes, all about, there are
sorrows, bereavements, but amid these desolations of the dreams
of other households, this one remains untouched, like an oasis
in the desert; but not forever does the exemption continue.
There comes a day when th