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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




Anxious to smooth the way for Phebe, Rose was up betimes and 

slipped into Aunt Plenty's room before the old lady had gotten her 

cap on. 


"Aunty, I've something pleasant to tell you, and while you listen, 

I'll brush your hair, as you like to have me," she began, well aware 

that the proposed process was a very soothing one. 


"Yes, dear only don't be too particular, because I'm late and must 

hurry down or Jane won't get things straight, and it does fidget me 

to have the saltcellars uneven, the tea strainer forgotten, and your 

uncle's paper not aired," returned Miss Plenty, briskly unrolling the 

two gray curls she wore at her temples. 


Then Rose, brushing away at the scanty back hair, led skillfully up 

to the crisis of her tale by describing Phebe's panic and brave 

efforts to conquer it; all about the flowers Archie sent her; and 

how Steve forgot, and dear, thoughtful Archie took his place. So 

far it went well and Aunt Plenty was full of interest, sympathy, and 

approbation, but when Rose added, as if it was quite a matter of 

course, "So, on the way home, he told her he loved her," a great 

start twitched the gray locks out of her hands as the old lady turned 

around, with the little curls standing erect, exclaiming, in 

undisguised dismay: "Not seriously, Rose?" 


"Yes, Aunty, very seriously. He never jokes about such things." 


"Mercy on us! What shall we do about it?" 


"Nothing, ma'am, but be as glad as we ought and congratulate him 

as soon as she says 'yes.'? 


"Do you mean to say she didn't accept at once?" 


"She never will if we don't welcome her as kindly as if she 

belonged to one of our best families, and I don't blame her." 


"I'm glad the girl has so much sense. Of course we can't do 

anything of the sort, and I'm surprised at Archie's forgetting what 

he owes to the family in this rash manner. Give me my cap, child I 

must speak to Alec at once." And Aunt Plenty twisted her hair into 

a button at the back of her head with one energetic twirl. 


"Do speak kindly, Aunty, and remember that it was not Phebe's 

fault. She never thought of this till very lately and began at once to 

prepare for going away," said Rose pleadingly. 

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