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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

assumption of languid elegance which would have been very 

effective if his twinkling eyes had not spoilt it. 

 

"There are none but gentlemen in our family, I hope," answered 

Rose, with the proud air she always wore when anything was said 

derogatory to the name of Campbell. 

 

"Of course, of course. I should have said gentleman of leisure. You 

see it is against my principles to slave as Archie does. What's the 

use? Don't need the money, got plenty, so why not enjoy it and 

keep jolly as long as possible? I'm sure cheerful people are public 

benefactors in this world of woe." 

 

It was not easy to object to this proposition, especially when made 

by a comely young man who looked the picture of health and 

happiness as he sat on the arm of the sofa smiling at his cousin in 

the most engaging manner. Rose knew very well that the 

Epicurean philosophy was not the true one to begin life upon, but 

it was difficult to reason with Charlie because he always dodged 

sober subjects and was so full of cheery spirits, one hated to lessen 

the sort of sunshine which certainly is a public benefactor. 

 

"You have such a clever way of putting things that I don't know 

how to contradict you, though I still think I'm right," she said 

gravely. "Mac likes to idle as well as you, but he is not going to do 

it because he knows it's bad for him to fritter away his time. He is 

going to study a profession like a wise boy, though he would much 

prefer to live among his beloved books or ride his hobbies in 

peace." 

 

"That's all very well for him, because he doesn't care for society 

and may as well be studying medicine as philandering about the 

woods with his pockets full of musty philosophers and 

old-fashioned poets," answered Charlie with a shrug which plainly 

expressed his opinion of Mac. 

 

"I wonder if musty philosophers, like Socrates and Aristotle, and 

old-fashioned poets, like Shakespeare and Milton, are not safer 

company for him to keep than some of the more modern friends 

you have?" said Rose, remembering Jamie's hints about wild oats, 

for she could be a little sharp sometimes and had not lectured "the 

boys" for so long it seemed unusually pleasant. 


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