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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

touching demonstration, though she did not know why. 

 

"But he loved you so!" began Mac, feeling as if a barrier had 

suddenly gone down but not daring to venture in as yet. 

 

"That was the hard part of it! That was why I tried to love him, 

why I hoped he would stand fast for my sake, if not for his own, 

and why I found it so sad sometimes not to be able to help 

despising him for his want of courage. I don't know how others 

feel, but, to me, love isn't all. I must look up, not down, trust and 

honor with my whole heart, and find strength and integrity to lean 

on. I have had it so far, and I know I could not live without it." 

 

"Your ideal is a high one. Do you hope to find it, Rose?" Mac 

asked, feeling, with the humility of a genuine love, that he could 

not give her all she desired. 

 

"Yes," she answered, with a face full of the beautiful confidence in 

virtue, the instinctive desire for the best which so many of us lose 

too soon, to find again after life's great lessons are well learned. "I 

do hope to find it, because I try not to be unreasonable and expect 

perfection. Smile if you will, but I won't give up my hero yet," and 

she tried to speak lightly, hoping to lead him away from a more 

dangerous topic. 

 

"You'll have to look a long while, I'm afraid," and all the glow was 

gone out of Mac's face, for he understood her wish and knew his 

answer had been given. 

 

"I have Uncle to help me, and I think my ideal grew out of my 

knowledge of him. How can I fail to believe in goodness, when he 

shows me what it can be and do?" 

 

"It's no use for me to say any more, for I have very little to offer. I 

did not mean to say a word till I earned a right to hope for 

something in return. I cannot take it back, but I can wish you 

success, and I do, because you deserve the very best." And Mac 

moved as if he was going away without more words, accepting the 

inevitable as manfully as he could. 

 

"Thank you that makes me feel very ungrateful and unkind. I wish 

I could answer you as you want me to for, indeed, dear Mac, I'm 

very fond of you in my own way," and Rose looked up with such 

tender pity and frank affection in her face, it was no wonder the 


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