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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

was ordered especially in honour of your coming." 


Rose looked with all her eyes, and saw the spark grow into the 

likeness of a golden vase, then green leaves came out, and then a 

crimson flower glowing on the darkness with a splendid lustre. 


"Is it a rose, uncle?" she asked, clasping her hands with delight as 

she recognised the handsome flower. 


"Of course it is! Look again, and guess what those are," answered 

Uncle Mac, chuckling and enjoying it all like a boy. 


A wreath of what looked at first like purple brooms appeared 

below the vase, but Rose guessed what they were meant for, and 

stood straight up, holding by his shoulder, and crying excitedly 


"Thistles, uncle, Scotch thistles! There are seven of them one for 

each boy! Oh, what a joke!" and she laughed so that she plumped 

into the bottom of the boat and stayed there till the brilliant 

spectacle was quite gone. 


"That was rather a neat thing, I flatter myself," said Uncle Mac, in 

high glee at the success of his illumination. "Now, shall I leave you 

on the Island or take you home again, my good little girl?" he 

added, lifting her up with such a tone of approbation in his voice 

that Rose kissed him on the spot. 


"Home, please uncle; and I thank you very very much for the 

beautiful firework you got up for me. I'm so glad I saw it; and I 

know I shall dream about it," answered Rose steadily, though a 

wistful glance went toward the Island, now so near that she could 

smell powder and see shadowy figures flitting about. 


Home they went; and Rose fell asleep saying to herself, "It was 

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