There was a struggle inside his heart how to say farewell without saying it--without letting her know that he was going to leave her. He clasped herin his arms and kissed her again and again.

"Mother," he said, "if I ever get into heaven it will be through you."

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