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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

are below, you know, so no one was disturbed, and I left him 

sleeping nicely." 

 

"Thank you so much," sighed Rose. "And Brutus? Weren't they 

frightened when he got back alone?" 

 

"Not at all. The sagacious beast went quietly to the stable, and the 

sleepy groom asked no questions, for Charlie often sends the horse 

round by himself when it is late or stormy. Rest easy, dear no eye 

but ours saw the poor lad come and go, and we'll forgive it for 

love's sake." 

 

"Yes, but not forget it. I never can, and he will never be again to 

me the Charlie I've been so proud and fond of all these years. Oh, 

Uncle, such a pity! Such a pity!" 

 

"Don't break your tender heart about it, child, for it is not 

incurable, thank God! I don't make light of it, but I am sure that 

under better influences Charlie will redeem himself because his 

impulses are good and this his only vice. I can hardly blame him 

for what he is, because his mother did the harm. I declare to you, 

Rose, I sometimes feel as if I must break out against that woman 

and thunder in her ears that she is ruining the immortal soul for 

which she is responsible to heaven!" 

 

Dr. Alec seldom spoke in this way, and when he did it was rather 

awful, for his indignation was of the righteous sort and such 

thunder often rouses up a drowsy soul when sunshine has no 

effect. Rose liked it, and sincerely wished Aunt Clara had been 

there to get the benefit of the outbreak, for she needed just such an 

awakening from the self-indulgent dream in which she lived. 

 

"Do it, and save Charlie before it is too late!" she cried, kindling 

herself as she watched him, for he looked like a roused lion as he 

walked about the room with his hand clenched and a spark in his 

eye, evidently in desperate earnest and ready to do almost 

anything. 

 

"Will you help?" he asked, stopping suddenly with a look that 

made her stand up straight and strong as she answered with an 

eager voice: "I will." 

 

"Then don't love him yet." 

 

That startled her, but she asked steadily, though her heart began to 

beat and her color to come: "Why not?" 

 

"Firstly, because no woman should give her happiness into the 

keeping of a man without fixed principles; secondly, because the 


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