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Two Girls
The Clan
A Belt and a Box
Uncle Alec's Room
A Trip to China
And what came of it
Phebe's Secret
Rose's Sacrifice
Poor Mac
"The Other Fellows"
Cosey Corner
A Happy Birthday
Bread and Button-Holes
Good Bargains
Fashion and Physiology
Brother Bones
Under The Mistletoe
A Scare
Something to do


Rose watched her as she got out a great pan of beans to look over, 

and wondered how it would seem to have life all work and no play. 

Presently Phebe seemed to think it was her turn to ask questions, 

and said, wistfully 


"You've had lots of schooling, I suppose?" 


"Oh, dear me, yes! I've been at boarding school nearly a year, and 

I'm almost dead with lessons. The more I got, the more Miss 

Power gave me, and I was so miserable that I 'most cried my eyes 

out. Papa never gave me hard things to do, and he always taught 

me so pleasantly I loved to study. Oh, we were so happy and so 

fond of one another! But now he is gone, and I am left all alone." 


The tear that would not come when Rose sat waiting for it came 

now of its own accord two of them in fact and rolled down her 

cheeks, telling the tale of love and sorrow better than any words 

could do it. 


For a minute there was no sound in the kitchen but the little 

daughter's sobbing and the sympathetic patter of the rain. Phebe 

stopped rattling her beans from one pan to another, and her eyes 

were full of pity as they rested on the curly head bent down on 

Rose's knee, for she saw that the heart under the pretty locket 

ached with its loss, and the dainty apron was used to dry sadder 

tears than any she had ever shed. 


Somehow, she felt more contented with her brown calico gown 

and blue-checked pinafore; envy changed to compassion; and if 

she had dared she would have gone and hugged her afflicted guest. 


Fearing that might not be considered proper, she said, in her 

cheery voice 

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