In this new land, let life be new with you.

Let not the shadow of the old rest upon you." He gathered the boy up in his strong arms and strained him to his breast.

"Now farewell, my son.
Ah! God in Heaven!" he cried, his tears raining down upon the boy's face, "must I give up this too! Ah, those eyes are her eyes, that face her face! Is this the last?
Is this all?
How bitter is life!" He rocked back and forward on the bench, his boy's arms tight about his neck.

"My boy, my boy! the last of life I give up here! Keep faith.

This," pulling out the miniature, "I would give you now, but it is all I have left.