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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

hall when, instead of singing "Auld Robin Grey," she placed 

herself at the piano, and, with a smiling glance over her shoulder 

at the children, broke out in the old bird song which first won 

Rose. But the chirping, twittering, and cooing were now the 

burden to three verses of a charming little song, full of springtime 

and the awakening life that makes it lovely. A rippling 

accompaniment flowed through it all, and a burst of delighted 

laughter from the children filled up the first pause with a fitting 

answer to the voices that seemed calling to them from the vernal 

woods. 

 

It was very beautiful, and novelty lent its charm to the surprise, for 

art and nature worked a pretty miracle and the clever imitation, 

first heard from a kitchen hearth, now became the favorite in a 

crowded concert room. Phebe was quite herself again; color in the 

cheeks now; eyes that wandered smiling to and fro; and lips that 

sang as gaily and far more sweetly than when she kept time to her 

blithe music with a scrubbing brush. 

 

This song was evidently intended for the children, and they 

appreciated the kindly thought, for as Phebe went back among 

them, they clapped ecstatically, flapped their pinafores, and some 

caught her by the skirts with audible requests to "Do it again, 

please; do it again." 

 

But Phebe shook her head and vanished, for it was getting late for 

such small people, several of whom "lay sweetly slumbering there" 

till roused by the clamor round them. The elders, however, were 

not to be denied and applauded persistently, especially Aunt 

Plenty, who seized Uncle Mac's cane and pounded with it as 

vigorously as "Mrs. Nubbles" at the play. 

 

"Never mind your gloves, Steve; keep it up till she comes," cried 

Charlie, enjoying the fun like a boy while Jamie lost his head with 

excitement and, standing up, called "Phebe! Phebe!" in spite of his 

mother's attempts to silence him. 

 

Even the stout man clapped, and Rose could only laugh 

delightedly as she turned to look at Archie, who seemed to have let 

himself loose at last and was stamping with a dogged energy funny 

to see. 

 

So Phebe had to come, and stood there meekly bowing, with a 


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