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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

and which is the sure sign of good home training. "The cadets," as 

Will and Geordie called themselves, were there as gorgeous as you 

please, and the agonies they suffered that night with tight boots 

and stiff collars no pen can fitly tell. But only to one another did 

they confide these sufferings and the rare moments of repose when 

they could stand on one aching foot with heads comfortably 

sunken inside the excruciating collars, which rasped their ears and 

made the lobes thereof a pleasing scarlet. Brief were these 

moments, however, and the Spartan boys danced on with smiling 

faces, undaunted by the hidden anguish which preyed upon them 

"fore and aft," as Will expressed it. 


Mrs. Jane's pair were an odd contrast, and even the stern 

disciplinarian herself could not help smiling as she watched them. 

Steve was superb, and might have been married on the spot, so 

superfine was his broad-cloth, glossy his linen, and perfect the fit 

of his gloves. While pride and happiness so fermented in his 

youthful bosom, there would have been danger of spontaneous 

combustion if dancing had not proved a safety valve, for his strong 

sense of the proprieties would not permit him to vent his emotions 

in any other way. 


Kitty felt no such restraint, and looked like a blissful little gypsy, 

with her brunet prettiness set off by a dashing costume of cardinal 

and cream color and every hair on her head curled in a Merry 

Pecksniffian crop, for youth was her strong point, and she much 

enjoyed the fact that she had been engaged three times before she 

was nineteen. 


To see her and Steve spin around the room was a sight to bring a 

smile to the lips of the crustiest bachelor or saddest spinster, for 

happy lovers are always a pleasing spectacle, and two such merry 

little grigs as these are seldom seen. 


Mac, meantime, with glasses astride his nose, surveyed his 

brother's performances "on the light fantastic" very much as a 

benevolent Newfoundland would the gambols of a toy terrier, 

receiving with thanks the hasty hints for his guidance which Steve 

breathed into his ear as he passed and forgetting all about them the 

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