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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

away, saying in a tone of command he could not disobey: "Don't 

keep anything back tell me the worst at once." 

 

"We knew nothing of it," he went on obediently. "Aunt Clara 

thought he was with me, and no one found him till early this 

morning. A workman recognized him and he was brought home, 

dead they thought. I came for Uncle an hour ago. Charlie is 

conscious now, but awfully hurt, and I'm afraid from the way Mac 

and Uncle looked at one another that Oh! Think of it, Rose! 

Crushed and helpless, alone in the rain all night, and I never knew, 

I never knew!" 

 

With that, poor Archie broke down entirely and, flinging himself 

into a chair, laid his face on the table, sobbing like a girl. Rose had 

never seen a man cry before, and it was so unlike a woman's 

gentler grief that it moved her very much. Putting by her own 

anguish, she tried to comfort his and, going to him, lifted up his 

head and made him lean on her, for in such hours as this women 

are the stronger. It was a very little to do, but it did comfort 

Archie, for the poor fellow felt as if fate was very hard upon him 

just then, and in this faithful bosom he could pour his brief but 

pathetic plaint. 

 

"Phebe's gone, and now if Charlie's taken, I don't see how I can 

bear it!" 

 

"Phebe will come back, dear, and let us hope poor Charlie isn't 

going to be taken yet. Such things always seem worst at first, I've 

heard people say, so cheer up and hope for the best," answered 

Rose, seeking for some comfortable words to say and finding very 

few. 

 

They took effect, however, for Archie did cheer up like a man. 

Wiping away the tears which he so seldom shed that they did not 

know where to go, he got up, gave himself a little shake, and said 

with a long breath, as if he had been underwater: "Now I'm all 

right, thank you. I couldn't help it the shock of being waked 

suddenly to find the dear old fellow in such a pitiful state upset 

me. I ought to go are these ready?" 

 

"In a minute. Tell Uncle to send for me if I can be of any use. Oh, 

poor Aunt Clara! How does she bear it?" 

 

"Almost distracted. I took Mother to her, and she will do all that 


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