The Girl arose and as she stepped to the drive she swayed uncertainly an instant.
"Gracious Heaven!" she gasped.

"He is bringing her in white, and with flowers and song!" Then she lifted her head, and with a smile on her lips she went to meet him.

As she reached his side, he tenderly put an arm around her, and came on steadily.
"Courage Girl!" he whispered.

"Be as brave as she was!" Around the driveway and up the hill he half carried her, to a seat he had placed under the oak.

Before her lay the white-lined grave, and the Harvester arranged his lilies around it.