he blue ribbon colt at the County Fair, and lookin' like
you owned Kingdom Come," she said. "What's up, David?"

"You are right, dear," said the Harvester. "I have entered my kingdom.
The Girl has come and crowned me with her love. She had decided to
return, but the letters you sent made her happier about it. I wanted you
to know."

Granny leaned against the casing, and began to sob unrestrainedly.

The Harvester supported her tenderly.

"Why don't do that, dear. Don't cry," he begged. "The Girl is home for
always, Granny, and I'm so happy I am out to-night trying to keep from
losing my mind with joy. She will come to you to-morrow, I know."

Granny tremulously dried her eyes.

"What an old sap-head I am!" she commented. "I stole your letters from
your fireplace, pitched a willer plate into the lake----you got to fish
that out, come day, David----fooled you into that trip to Doc Carey to
get him to mail them to Ruth, and never turned a hair. But after I got
home I commenced thinkin' 'twas a pretty ticklish job to stick your nose
into other people's business, an' every hour it got worse, until I ain't
had a fairly decent sleep since. If you hadn't come soon, boy, I'd 'a'
been sick a-bed. Oh, David! Are you sure she's over there, and loves you
to suit you now?"

"Yes dear, I am absolutely certain," said the Harvester. "She was so
determined to come that she brought the invalid grandmother she couldn't
leave and her grandfather. They arrived at midnight. We are all going to
live together now."

"Well bless my stars! Fetched you a family! David, I do hope to all
that's peaceful I hain't put my foot in it. The moon is the deceivingest
thing on earth I know, but does her family 'pear to be an a-gre'-able
family, by its light?"

The Harvester's laugh boomed a half mile down the road.

"Finest people on earth, next to you, dear. I'm mighty glad to have
them. I'm going to build them a house on my best location, and we are
all going to be happy from now on. Go to bed! This night air may chill
you. I can't sleep. I wanted you to know first----so I came over. In
mother's stead, will you kiss me, and wish me happiness, dear friend?"

Granny Moreland laid an eager, withered hand on each shoulder, and bent
to the radiant young face.

"God bless you, lad, and grant you as great happiness as life ort to
fetch every clean, honest man," she prayed fervently, with closed eyes
and her lined old face turned skyward. "And, O God