As for the children , they looked forward to `` Graveyard Day '' as a very delightful anniversary , and it divided its spring honours with the amount of the herring catch . `` Tomorrow is Graveyard Day , '' said Minnie Hutchinson at school recess , when all the little girls were sitting on the fence . `` Ai n't I glad ! I 've got the loveliest big white rosebush to plant by Grandma Hutchinson 's grave . Uncle Robert sent it out from town . '' `` My mother has ten tuberoses to set out , '' said Nan Gray proudly . `` We 're going to plant a row of lilies right around our plot , '' said Katie Morris . Every little girl had some boast to make , that is , every little girl but Freda . Freda sat in a corner all by herself and felt miserably outside of everything . She had no part or lot in Graveyard Day . `` Are you going to plant anything , Freda ? '' asked Nan , with a wink at the others . Freda shook her head mutely . `` Freda ca n't plant anything , '' said Winnie Bell cruelly , although she did not mean to be cruel . `` She has n't got a grave . '' Just then Freda felt as if her gravelessness were a positive disgrace and crime , as if not to have an interest in a single grave in North Point cemetery branded you as an outcast forever and ever . It very nearly did in North Point . The other little girls pitied Freda , but at the same time they rather looked down upon her for it with the complacency of those who had been born into a good heritage of family graves and had an undisputed right to celebrate Graveyard Day . Freda felt that her cup of wretchedness was full . She sat miserably on the fence while the other girls ran off to play , and she walked home alone at night .
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