dying mother's wish, the friends of Grit secured for the husband and
father--chiefly through the generosity of one whose deeds shall outlive
the recollection of his name--a permanent home in California; while
the boy sleeps by her side, where the peaceful silence he so sweetly
symbolized is never broken save by the weird lullaby of the waves that
gently rise and fall over the distant shadows of Lone Mountain.
THE END.