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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

opened the wide intervale, dotted with haymakers at their 

picturesque work. On the left flowed the swift river fringed with 

graceful elms in their bravest greenery; on the right rose the purple 

hills serene and grand; and overhead glowed the midsummer sky, 

which glorified it all. 


Little Dulce, tired of play, lay fast asleep in the nest she had made 

in one of the haycocks close by, and Rose leaned against the 

gnarled old tree, dreaming daydreams with her work at her feet. 

Happy and absorbing fancies they seemed to be, for her face was 

beautifully tranquil, and she took no heed of the train which 

suddenly went speeding down the valley, leaving a white cloud 

behind. Its rumble concealed the sound of approaching steps, and 

her eyes never turned from the distant hills till the abrupt 

appearance of a very sunburned but smiling young man made her 

jump up, exclaiming joyfully: "Why, Mac! Where did you drop 



"The top of Mount Washington. How do you do?" 


"Never better. Won't you go in? You must be tired after such a 



"No, thank you. I've seen the old lady. She told me Aunt Jessie and 

the boy had gone to town and that you were 'settin' round' in the 

old place. I came on at once and will take a lounge here if you 

don't mind," answered Mac, unstrapping his knapsack and taking a 

haycock as if it were a chair. 


Rose subsided into her former seat, surveying her cousin with 

much satisfaction as she said: "This is the third surprise I've had 

since I came. Uncle popped in upon us first, then Phebe, and now 

you. Have you had a pleasant tramp? Uncle said you were off." 


"Delightful! I feel as if I'd been in heaven, or near it, for about 

three weeks, and thought I'd break the shock of coming down to 

the earth by calling here on my way home." 


"You look as if heaven suited you. Brown as a berry, but so fresh 

and happy I should never guess you had been scrambling down a 

mountain," said Rose, trying to discover why he looked so well in 

spite of the blue flannel suit and dusty shoes, for there was a 

certain sylvan freshness about him as he sat there full of reposeful 

strength the hills seemed to have given, the wholesome cheerful 

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