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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

loafing about the long hall, and paused on the half-way landing to 

take an observation, for till now she had not really examined her 

new-found cousins. 


There was a strong family resemblance among them, though some 

of the yellow heads were darker than others, some of the cheeks 

brown instead of rosy, and the ages varied all the way from 

sixteen-year-old Archie to Jamie, who was ten years younger. 

None of them were especially comely but the Prince, yet all were 

hearty, happy-looking lads, and Rose decided that boys were not as 

dreadful as she had expected to find them. 


They were all so characteristically employed that she could not 

help smiling as she looked. Archie and Charlie, evidently great 

cronies, were pacing up and down, shoulder to shoulder, whistling 

"Bonnie Dundee"; Mac was reading in a corner, with his book 

close to his near-sighted eyes; Dandy was arranging his hair before 

the oval glass in the hat-stand; Geordie and Will investigating the 

internal economy of the moon-faced clock; and Jamie lay kicking 

up his heels on the mat at the foot of the stairs, bent on demanding 

his sweeties the instant Rose appeared. 


She guessed his intention, and forestalled his demand by dropping 

a handful of sugar-plums down upon him. 


At his cry of rapture the other lads looked up and smiled 

involuntarily, for the little kinswoman standing there above was a 

winsome sight with her shy, soft eyes, bright hair, and laughing 

face. The black frock reminded them of her loss, and filled the 

boyish hearts with a kindly desire to be good to "our cousin," who 

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