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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

that's left for a modern parent to do." 


With which tragic burst, poor Uncle Mac washed his hands of the 

whole affair and buried himself in the countinghouse while the 

storm raged. 


About this time Archie might have echoed Rose's childish wish, 

that she had not quite so many aunts, for the tongues of those 

interested relatives made sad havoc with his little romance and 

caused him to long fervently for a desert island where he could 

woo and win his love in delicious peace. That nothing of the sort 

was possible soon became evident, since every word uttered only 

confirmed Phebe's resolution to go away and proved to Rose how 

mistaken she had been in believing that she could bring everyone 

to her way of thinking. 


Prejudices are unmanageable things, and the good aunts, like most 

women, possessed a plentiful supply, so Rose found it like beating 

her head against a wall to try and convince them that Archie was 

wise in loving poor Phebe. His mother, who had hoped to have 

Rose for her daughter not because of her fortune, but the tender 

affection she felt for her put away her disappointment without a 

word and welcomed Phebe as kindly as she could for her boy's 

sake. But the girl felt the truth with the quickness of a nature made 

sensitive by love and clung to her resolve all the more tenaciously, 

though grateful for the motherly words that would have been so 

sweet if genuine happiness had prompted them. 


Aunt Jane called it romantic nonsense and advised strong 

measures "kind, but firm, Jessie." Aunt Clara was sadly distressed 

about "what people would say" if one of "our boys" married a 

nobody's daughter. And Aunt Myra not only seconded her views by 

painting portraits of Phebe's unknown relations in the darkest 

colors but uttered direful prophecies regarding the disreputable 

beings who would start up in swarms the moment the girl made a 

good match. 


These suggestions so wrought upon Aunt Plenty that she turned a 

deaf ear to the benevolent emotions native to her breast and, taking 

refuge behind "our blessed ancestress, Lady Marget," refused to 

sanction any engagement which could bring discredit upon the 

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