I'll put my hands behind me and never move a muscle, and I won't ask for more, if you will crown my wedding day with only one touch of your lips.

Will you kiss me just once, Ruth ?" The Girl lifted a piteous face down which big tears suddenly rolled.
"Oh Man, you shame me!" she cried.

"What kind of a heart have I that it fails to respond to such a plea?
Have I been overworked and starved so long there is no feeling in me?
I don't understand why I don't take you in my arms and kiss you a hundred times, but you see I don't.

It doesn't seem as if I ever could." "Never mind," said the Harvester gently.

"It was only a fancy of mine, bred from my dream and unreasonable, perhaps.