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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

very strong head indeed. It was hard to say anything then and there 

without seeming disrespect to Aunt Plenty, yet she longed to 

remind her cousin of the example she tried to set him in this 

respect, for Rose never touched wine, and the boys knew it. She 

was thoughtfully turning the bracelet, with its pretty device of 

turquoise forget-me-nots, when the giver came back to her, still 

bubbling over with good spirits. 

 

"Dear little saint, you look as if you'd like to smash all the punch 

bowls in the city, and save us jolly young fellows from tomorrow's 

headache." 

 

"I should, for such headaches sometimes end in heartaches, I'm 

afraid. Dear Charlie, don't be angry, but you know better than I that 

this is a dangerous day for such as you so do be careful for my 

sake," she added, with an unwonted touch of tenderness in her 

voice, for, looking at the gallant figure before her, it was 

impossible to repress the womanly longing to keep it always as 

brave and blithe as now. 

 

Charlie saw that new softness in the eyes that never looked 

unkindly on him, fancied that it meant more than it did, and, with a 

sudden fervor in his own voice, answered quickly: "My darling, I 

will!" 

 

The glow which had risen to his face was reflected in hers, for at 

that moment it seemed as if it would be possible to love this 

cousin who was so willing to be led by her and so much needed 

some helpful influence to make a noble man of him. The thought 

came and went like a flash, but gave her a quick heartthrob, as if 

the old affection was trembling on the verge of some warmer 

sentiment, and left her with a sense of responsibility never felt 

before. Obeying the impulse, she said, with a pretty blending of 

earnestness and playfulness, "If I wear the bracelet to remember 

you by, you must wear this to remind you of your promise." 

 

"And you," whispered Charlie, bending his head to kiss the hands 

that put a little white rose in his buttonhole. 

 

Just at that most interesting moment they became aware of an 

arrival in the front drawing room, whither Aunt Plenty had 

discreetly retired. Rose felt grateful for the interruption, because, 

not being at all sure of the state of her heart as yet, she was afraid 


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