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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 gave Phebe some of her nice things, and it was very good of 

her. Can I?" 


"Who is Pokey?" asked Rose, popping up her head, attracted by the 

odd name. 


"My dolly; do you want to see her?" asked Jamie, who had been 

much impressed by the tale of adoption he had overheard. 


"Yes; I'm fond of dollies, only don't tell the boys, or they will laugh 

at me." 


"They don't laugh at me, and they play with my dolly a great deal; 

but she likes me best"; and Jamie ran away to produce his pet. 


"I brought my old doll, but I keep her hidden because I am too big 

to play with her, and yet I can't bear to throw her away, I'm so fond 

of her," said Rose, continuing her confidences in a whisper. 


"You can come and play with Jamie's whenever you like, for we 

believe in dollies up here," began Aunt Jessie, smiling to herself as 

if something amused her. 


Just then Jamie came back, and Rose understood the smile, for his 

dolly proved to be a pretty four-year-old little girl, who trotted in 

as fast as her fat legs would carry her, and making straight for the 

shells, scrambled up an armful, saying, with a laugh that showed 

her little white teeth 


"All for Dimmy and me, for Dimmy and me!" 


"That's my dolly; isn't she a nice one?" asked Jamie, proudly 

surveying his pet with his hands behind him and his short legs 

rather far apart a manly attitude copied from his brothers. 


"She is a dear dolly. But why call her Pokey?" asked Rose, 

charmed with the new plaything. 


"She is such an inquisitive little body she is always poking that 

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