I am going--a long way--to my father and mother--and to the light.

I shall not be a cripple there--nor be in pain." His words grew slow and difficult.

"God bless you, dear fellows; God bless you, dear Eric; I am going--to God." He sighed very gently; there was a slight sound in his throat, and he was dead.

A terrible scene of boyish anguish followed, as they kissed again and again the lifeless brow.

But quietly, calmly, Mr.Rose checked them, and they knelt down with streaming eyes while he prayed..