And as he gazed at his little son, while the organ pealed out a Te Deum and the sweet choir sang, a great rush of tenderness filled Paul's heart, and melted forever the icebergs of grief and pain. And as he knelt there, watching their child, it seemed as if his darling stood beside him, telling him that he must look up and thank God, too--for in her spirit's constant love, and this glory of their son, he would one day find rest and consolation. THE END.