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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

her aunt had just given her, and a tea-rose bud in her sash, like the 

beautiful Miss Van Tassel, whom everyone admired. She had 

spread out her little skirts to the best advantage, and, leaning back 

in a luxurious chair, sat admiring her own feet in new slippers with 

rosettes almost as big as dahlias. Presently Charlie came lounging 

in, looking rather sleepy and queer, Rose thought. On seeing her, 

however, he roused up and said with a smile that ended in a gape 


"I thought you were with mother, so I took forty winks after I got 

those girls off. Now, I'm at your service, Rosamunda, whenever 

you like." 


"You look as if your head ached. If it does, don't mind me. I'm not 

afraid to run home alone, it's so early," answered Rose, observing 

the flushed cheeks and heavy eyes of her cousin. 


"I think I see myself letting you do it. Champagne always makes 

my headache, but the air will set me up." 


"Why do you drink it, then?" asked Rose, anxiously. 


"Can't help it, when I'm host. Now, don't you begin to lecture; I've 

had enough of Archie's old-fashioned notions, and I don't want any 



Charlie's tone was decidedly cross, and his whole manner so unlike 

his usual merry good-nature, that Rose felt crushed, and answered 



"I wasn't going to lecture, only when people like other people, they 

can't bear to see them suffer pain." 


That brought Charlie round at once, for Rose's lips trembled a 

little, though she tried to hide it by smelling the flower she pulled 

from her sash. 


"I'm a regular bear, and I beg your pardon for being so cross, 

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