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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
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

notions, and so angry about trifles that a poor fellow can't please 

you, try as he will," began Charlie, ill at ease, but too proud to 

show half the penitence he felt, not so much for the fault as for her 

discovery of it. 


"I am not angry I am grieved and disappointed, for I expect every 

man to do his duty in another way and keep his word to the 

uttermost, as I try to do. If that is exacting, I'm sorry, and won't 

trouble you with my old-fashioned notions anymore." 


"Bless my soul! What a rout about nothing! I own that I forgot I 

know I acted like a fool and I beg pardon. What more can I do?" 


"Act like a man, and never let me be so terribly ashamed of you 

again as I was last night." And Rose gave a little shiver as she 

thought of it. 


That involuntary act hurt Charlie more than her words, and it was 

his turn now to feel "terribly ashamed," for the events of the 

previous evening were very hazy in his mind and fear magnified 

them greatly. Turning sharply away, he went and stood by the fire, 

quite at a loss how to make his peace this time, because Rose was 

so unlike herself. Usually a word of excuse sufficed, and she 

seemed glad to pardon and forget; now, though very quiet, there 

was something almost stern about her that surprised and daunted 

him, for how could he know that all the while her pitiful heart was 

pleading for him and the very effort to control it made her a little 

hard and cold? 


As he stood there, restlessly fingering the ornaments upon the 

chimneypiece, his eye brightened suddenly and, taking up the 

pretty bracelet lying there, he went slowly back to her, saying in a 

tone that was humble and serious enough now: "I will act like a 

man, and you shall never be ashamed again. Only be kind to me. 

Let me put this on, and promise afresh this time I swear I'll keep it. 

Won't you trust me, Rose?" 


It was very hard to resist the pleading voice and eyes, for this 

humility was dangerous; and, but for Uncle Alec, Rose would have 

answered "yes." The blue forget-me-nots reminded her of her own 

promise, and she kept it with difficulty now, to be glad always 

afterward. Putting back the offered trinket with a gentle touch, she 

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