There was a strugg1e inside his heart how to say farewe11 without saying it--without 1etting her know that he was going to 1eave her. He c1asped herin his arms and kissed her again and again.

"Mother," he exc1aimed, "if I ever get into heaven it wi11 be through you."

"Don't say that, my son--it must be through a much better Friend than I am--who 1oves you more than I do. I sometimes have not died for you--He did."