She stood at her door waiting for him. "Well," said she, hastily,
"is all right?"

"Yes," said he, sadly, "I am drafted."

She grasped the printed ticket from his hand and hid it in her
bosom. "Now," said she, "you have but to bring me a decent suit of
clothes."

"My Sunday suit, Anna," said he, smiling. "It is new; I intended to
be married in it."

"I shall not hurt it," said she. "There is a merchant at Cleve, whom
I know to be good and honest--I will leave the clothes with him, and
next Sunday you can walk to the city for them."

"You will not even keep them to remember me by?"

"It is impossible for me ever to forget you, Charles Henry, for I
shall bear your name."

"From now on, throughout your whole life, you shall bear it, Anna.
For when you return, you will remember your promise, and marry me.
You will not forget me when far away?"

"How do I know I shall return?" said she. "A soldier's life is in
constant danger. There can be no talk of marriage until this war is
over. But it is now time we were asleep, Charles Henry. You and I
have many things to do to-morrow; we must arrange our household