Then we went back and stood by Nelson's grave.
After a long silence Graeme spoke.
'Connor, he did not grudge his life to me--and I think'--and here the
words came slowly--'I understand now what that means, "Who loved me and
gave Himself for me."'
Then taking off his hat, he said reverently, 'By God's help Nelson's
life shall not end, but shall go on. Yes, old man!' looking down upon
the grave, 'I'm with you'; and lifting up his face to the calm sky, 'God
help me to be true.'
Then he turned and walked briskly away, as one might who had pressing
business, or as soldiers march from a comrade's grave to a merry tune,
not that they have forgotten, but they have still to fight.
And this was the way old man Nelson came home.
CHAPTERS XIV.
GRAEME'S NEW BIRTH
There was more left in that grave than old man Nelson's dead body. It
seemed to me that Graeme left part, at least, of his old self there,
with his dead friend and comrade, in the quiet country churchyard. I
waited long for the old careless, reckless spirit to appear, but he was
never the same again.
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