He was not prepared for the wistful, searching look that Daisy gave him instantly, nor for the indescribable tenderness and sorrow that mingled in it.

As before, she did not answer.
"Forgive me, Daisy," said the Captain involuntarily "You know you told me you were a soldier." Daisy's heart was very tender, and she had been living all the morning in that peculiar nearness to Christ which those know who suffer for him.
She looked at the Captain, and burst into tears.
"You told me you were a soldier--" he repeated, not quite knowing what to say.
"O Capt.

Drummond!" said Daisy weeping,--"I wish you were!" It stung the Captain.

He knew what she meant.

But he quietly asked her why?
"Because then," said Daisy, "you would know Jesus; and I want you to be happy." "Why Daisy," said Capt.