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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

strike sail to a fear! Come into port greatly, or sail with God the 

seas.'" 

 

"You understand that, don't you?" asked Mac as she glanced up 

with the look of one who had found something suited to her taste 

and need. 

 

"Yes, but I never dared to read these Essays, because I thought 

they were too wise for me." 

 

"The wisest things are sometimes the simplest, I think. Everyone 

welcomes light and air, and cannot do without them, yet very few 

could explain them truly. I don't ask you to read or understand all 

of that don't myself but I do recommend the two essays I've 

marked, as well as 'Love' and 'Friendship.' Try them, and let me 

know how they suit. I'll leave you the book." 

 

"Thanks. I wanted something fine to read up here and, judging by 

what I see, I fancy this will suit. Only Aunt Jessie may think I'm 

putting on airs if I try Emerson." 

 

"Why should she? He has done more to set young men and women 

thinking than any man in this century at least. Don't you be afraid 

if it is what you want, take it, and go ahead as he tells you 

 

"Without halting, without rest, 

Lifting Better up to Best." 

 

"I'll try," said Rose meekly, feeling that Mac had been going ahead 

himself much faster than she had any suspicion. 

 

Here a voice exclaimed "Hallo!" and, looking around, Jamie was 

discovered surveying them critically as he stood in an independent 

attitude, like a small Colossus of Rhodes in brown linen, with a 

bundle of molasses candy in one hand, several new fishhooks 

cherished carefully in the other, and his hat well on the back of his 

head, displaying as many freckles as one somewhat limited nose 

could reasonably accommodate. 

 

"How are you, young one?" said Mac, nodding. 

 

"Tip-top. Glad it's you. Thought Archie might have turned up 

again, and he's no fun. Where did you come from? What did you 

come for? How long are you going to stay? Want a bit? It's jolly 

good." 

 

With which varied remarks Jamie approached, shook hands in a 

manly way, and, sitting down beside his long cousin, hospitably 

offered sticks of candy all around. 

 

"Did you get any letters?" asked Rose, declining the sticky treat. 


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