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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


"No, I can only wear one, and that is no use, for Archie will keep 

his word I'm sure!" Rose was so mortified and grieved at this 

downfall of her hopes that she spoke sharply, and would not take 

the ring the deserter offered her. 


He shrugged his shoulders, and threw it into her lap, trying to look 

cool and careless, but failing entirely, for he was ashamed of 

himself, and out of sorts generally. Rose wanted to cry, but pride 

would not let her, and, being very angry, she relieved herself by 

talk instead of tears. Looking pale and excited, she rose out of her 

chair, cast away the ring, and said in a voice that she vainly tried to 

keep steady 


"You are not at all the boy I thought you were, and I don't respect 

you one bit. I've tried to help you be good, but you won't let me, 

and I shall not try any more. You talk a great deal about being a 

gentleman, but you are not, for you've broken your word, and I can 

never trust you again. I don't wish you to go home with me. I'd 

rather have Mary. Good-night." 


And with that last dreadful blow, Rose walked out of the room, 

leaving Charlie as much astonished as if one of his pet pigeons had 

flown in his face and pecked at him. She was so seldom angry, that 

when her temper did get the better of her it made a deep 

impression on the lads, for it was generally a righteous sort of 

indignation at some injustice or wrong-doing, not childish passion. 


Her little thunderstorm cleared off in a sob or two as she put on 

her things in the entry-closet, and when she emerged she looked 

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