sailed between them through the air and over the sea. Every candle

in the church became a star, and the wind sang a hymn in which they

all joined. "Through love to glory, no life is lost, the future is

full of blessings and happiness. Hallelujah!" These were the last

words Jurgen uttered in this world, for the thread that bound his

immortal soul was severed, and nothing but the dead body lay in the

dark church, while the storm raged outside, covering it with loose

The next day was Sunday, and the congregation and their pastor