Something must be done to rouse him from his grief, otherwise it will be fatal to his health." "The presence of his son may be beneficial," said Harry, "but I do not believe the child can while him away from the sorrow he has met with.
It has been a hard--a fatal blow, and has fallen with fearful effect upon my poor friend." In about an hour the servant returned with the child.

He had been neatly dressed in a new suit of clothes and looked the embodiment of childish innocence.
Taking him by the hand Dr.Humphries led him into the balcony where Alfred still sat with his face buried in his hands, deep in thought and racked with grief.
"Here," said the old gentleman, "here is your son.

The living and well claim your attention as well as those who are gone and those who suffer." Alfred raised his head and gazed at the child for a moment.
"My boy," he exclaimed at last, "you are the last link of a once happy chain." As he spoke he pressed the child to his bosom, and the strong-hearted soldier found relief in tears..