Flowers were scarce at Fort Blizzard, but by the expenditure of much time and money Broussard succeeded in getting a great box of fresh white roses for Anita on Christmas Day.
Broussard went to the early service at the chapel in the darkness that comes before the dawn.

The little chapel shone with lights and echoed with the triumphant Christmas music.

It was quite full, but Anita sat alone in the C.O.'s pew.

She was all in black, except a single white rose pinned over her heart.

When the service was over, and the people had streamed out, and the brilliant lights were replaced by a radiance, faint and soft, Anita remained on her knees, praying.